getting there ...
After I leave Arches, I drive until I can't stand it. I end up somewhere in Wyoming, just a short ways from the parks. It's getting into hunting season here, so the small-town mom-and-pop motels aren't cheap! I'm so proud of myself, though, as I haggle for my room tonight! I got fifteen bucks knocked off!!!
Here's my room. Kitchenette, rubber thingie to put muddy boots on, Grandma's yard sale decor. No phone.