Friday, July 14, 2017
Day 8 | Paul Summers
Yellowstone was neat, although Old Faithful was a little overrated. The sights I saw on the way was what I enjoyed most. You’re driving along a grassland, and suddenly you see a tree… and then another one… and another one. Soon, you are tired of seeing trees. Same deal with the buffalo… unless the thirty-eighth happens to be running two feet from your window. Today was hot. In the morning, I was on the crew that cleaned the church. In the afternoon, I was sent to weed-eat a field with a push weed-eater. No, I didn’t make a mistake typing that. I could have gone faster with a pair of scissors. It was slow, but neither me nor Logan dehydrated or ran into a rattlesnake, so it was a very good time.