Precious Moments

The first stop after the wagon wheel hotel was "the world's biggest rocking chair." It has a sign not to climb it. I wonder why it was built, and if it rocks. It towers above the gift shop and indoor archery range next door. Built of cedar and filled with candles, it is a good-smelling shop indeed. We leave in search of another cavern.

This time our tour guide was a geologist but she didn't skimp on the fun history. This cave was a speakeasy at one point, for example. And the first people to explore it were twelve women. Women.

The best part was that we didn't have to walk. It was like a hayride. We sat and drank coffee from the gift shop and took pictures and asked questions without shifting our weight and getting bored of standing up. This is the lazy Danielle shining through. The edge of the trailer gave me a place to stabilize my camera since I had it on "no flash" which makes the shutter speed really long which makes the pictures really blurry. I felt like I was a sniper, holding my breath and squeezing the trigger between heartbeats.

Heather and I met this great girl our age in the restroom and talked about hair extensions, life, and travel. She was so friendly and if she's reading this, I just want to give her a shout out for !asking my day!

Then we rushed to a national park before its closing time to get more stamps for heather's national parks book! This park was a civil war battleground where a lot of guerrilla-style warfare went on. There I met a woman and we connected over her hair. I learned how to achieve the blonde she has, too, because her hairdresser let her in on the ins and outs of the whole process. She is also a historic costume designer! How cool is that?

There, I also got a high-five from a ranger for having pink hair. That made me feel good.

We found a warmer hotel. It is called the "precious moments some chain or other hotel" and has precious moments sculptures and stuffed animals in the gift shop and precious moments artwork all over the walls.

How precious.