Saturday morning we took out some of my dads "toys" (Polaris RZR and Joiner) to Red Lake and went off "roadin". As we were driving down the road we passed a bar and saw a few people sitting out side smoking cigarettes. I turned to my brother and said, "only in Cody will you see people sitting out side of the bar at 10:00 in the morning." That I do not miss.
We decided to stop in Jackson Hole for a bite to eat before we headed all the way home. We agreed on Thai food so, we looked up the Thai places and headed to our first one. It was called Thai Me Up and it was sad because how can you have a Thai restaurant without any Thai people? The cooks were not even Thai. There was no way we would pay those kind of prices for a place with no real Thai influence. The next place we went was called Bon Appe Thai. All the cooks were Thai and even some of the waiters. It turned out well.
The worst part of the trip was from Jackson to Provo because it was 9:30p.m. when we left and still five hours to go.
We all made it safe and sound and we did not kill each other. I call that success.