We’d pulled into Jackson late on a Saturday night a bit
disoriented, very hungry and too dog tired to worry about food. Well the wife didn’t worry about food but I
opted for some overpriced room service; but I repeat myself because room
service is culinary grand larceny. What
we found in the morning when we headed into town was not the Jackson that I remembered
from childhood when we visited on a family vacation. Understand that I don’t have the faintest
recollection of my childhood Jackson but I can state with positive certainty
that my childhood Jackson was not this Jackson. I couldn't imagine that the Jackson that my parents brought me to was a haven for the 1 percent.
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Showing posts with label Bison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bison. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
Jackson Hole - Horse Thieves and Celebrities; Cheap Beer and Overpriced Pretzels
Labels:
America,
American Dream,
American West,
Americana,
Bison,
Elk,
Grand Teton Natl Park,
History,
Jackson Hole Wyoming,
Road Trip,
Vacation
Location:
Jackson, WY, USA
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Teasing Tatanka and Other Travel Plans
Tatanka – Lakota Sioux
word for American Bison (buffalo)
If a bear charges you
after a surprise encounter, stay still and stand your ground. National Park Service Advisory
The plans are pretty much in place. The accommodations are all booked, the basic
itinerary is set and in less than two weeks it’ll be time for us to over pack,
throw fishing and camera gear and mountains of other stuff and junk into the car that we won’t
need and will never touch and head out on vacation. I’ll leave the boilerplate “out of office”
email message that says I’ll have no cell phone or internet service while I’m
gone. You see this is all part of the new American work protocol in which your employer expects you drop everything, leisure, kids's birthdays, sex and death (a family member's or yours), if and when duty calls. By saying that you don't have any service you're trying to sound like you're saying, "Gosh I'd really like to but I'm in the wilderness." But what you're really saying is "Fuck off:" Everyone leaves the same basic message, “Hi, I’m sorry I missed your email but I’m at Silicon Valley
and there’s no internet or phone service here.” I
mean really how many places are left where you have no phone or internet
service? Actually I know of one. That will be the cabin in Montana we’re
renting for 5 nights out of the two weeks we'll be gone.
It’s about 20 miles from the nearest town and there really is no phone
or internet.
Labels:
America,
American Dream,
American West,
Bears,
Bison,
Travel,
Vacation,
Yellowstone
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