Have you ever thought of places you would like to visit? Did you put it off, again and again? We have done that over the years.
BUT we are actually going on an adventure.
We are hitting the road on a bus from Rapid City, SD, July 15th.
Mt. Rushmore
Deadwood, SD
Cody, WY
Yellowstone
Sheridan WY
Jackson, WY
Isn't that amazing? God's Hands created such amazing places and things!
We'll be on a bus trip, flying to South Dakota, boarding the bus, heading to the wilderness.
So, I won't be writing anything for that time. I'll wander into the vault for pieces of brilliant writing, and post them. But I will be in bison country, where we will not do anything stupid like other tourists have done.
Jerry
had packed a suitcase weeks ago, checked off days on his Hot Babes
calendar, and read everything possible about Yellowstone National Park.
This had been his lifelong dream, so much so that he had saved
intensely for fifteen years. I can scarcely believe it...Yellowstone! Yellowstone, at last!
Jerry
sprinted to catch his Bus, tripped over a case left on the sidewalk by a
curvy blonde and fell hard on his knee. Even though his scrape bled like a son of a gun, Jerry stopped
to put his packed suitcase into the belly of the beast. The case
popped open, spraying his clothing onto dripping oil by the bus. Hot
Babes was forever disfigured.
Finally, the elderly bus rattled out onto freeway from Burton,
Florida, heading straight to Yellowstone. In 30 minutes or so,the poor bus
wheezed to a stop, and all could see the radiator boiling ,sending steam straight up. Jerry felt his colon cramp and his stomach become a knotty mass of anxiety. When the bus rattled back to station, Jerry was nearly crying. While there had never been any sort of competition between calendar to calendar, Jerry had kept years of Hot Babes calendars, crossing off days after days. This was the month...the month...
While this is a blurry map, it does show the extent when the caldera blows. Bad news for all.
Ironically,
the next day it was announced that the immense caldera beneath
Yellowstone Park blew, exploded, blasting apart all states from Canada
to Texas, Nevada to Illinois, over to Oregon and down the western coast,
and all parts in between. Clouds of ash covered the skies around the
world.
Jerry's
head hung down despondently. Gone, it was gone. As he tacked his new
Hot Babes calendar, Jerry pondered where he would go instead. Iceland? Iceland would be nice...He crossed off another day, heading toward Iceland in a decade or so. Oh, Jerry, poor uninformed Jerry.
Stupid tourists with falling boulders from Yo
this
This
is a Wed. Words story, underlined words from 2022. We love watching
shows like this. Dante's Peak is a movie that portrays a volcano
disaster with finesse. Basically we like natural disaster movies. Why? I have no idea.
Jerry had packed a suitcase weeks ago, checked off days on his Hot Babes calendar, and read everything possible about Yellowstone National Park. This had been his lifelong dream, so much so that he had saved intensely for fifteen years. I can scarcely believe it...Yellowstone! Yellowstone, at last!
Jerry sprinted to catch his Bus, tripped over a case left on the sidewalk by a curvy blonde and fell hard on his knee. Even though his scrape bled like a son of a gun, Jerry stopped to put his packed suitcase into the belly of the beast. The case popped open, spraying his clothing onto dripping oil by the bus. Hot Babes was forever disfigured. Finally ol' Gray (Jerry's nickname) rattled out onto freeway from Burton, Florida, heading straight to Yellowstone. In 30 minutes or so, ol' Gray wheezed to a stop, and all could see the radiator boiling ,sending steam straight up. Jerry felt his colon cramp and his stomach become a knotty mass of anxiety. When ol' Gray returned to bus station, Jerry was nearly crying. While there had never been any sort of competition between calendar to calendar, Jerry had kept years of Hot Babes calendars, crossing off days after days. This was the month...the month...
While this is a blurry map, it does show the extent when the caldera blows. Bad news for all.
Ironically, the next day it was announced that the immense caldera beneath Yellowstone Park blew, exploded, blasting apart all states from Canada to Texas, Nevada to Illinois, over to Oregon and down the western coast, and all parts in between. Clouds of ash covered the skies around the world Jerry's head hung down despondently. Gone, it was gone. As he tacked his new Hot Babes calendar, Jerry pondered where he would go instead. Iceland? Iceland would be nice...He crossed off another day, heading toward Iceland in a decade or so. Oh, Jerry, poor uninformed Jerry.
Stupid tourists with falling boulders from YouTube
The above italicized underlined words are a gift from Wednesday Words, this month provided by Elephant's Child. Each week during one month, volunteer bloggers provide a writing challenge by posting 6, 12 words and/or a sentence/photo prompt. This gives writers a jolt to experience winding those words into a cohesive poem, prose, short-story, whatever genre.
Participants may post their take on these words in that E.C.'s comment section, or indicate that your post will be at your site. This helps readers to find you, which is nice.
Olga Godim. will be providing some photo prompts sometime during July..
