We stopped in a little restaurant right outside of the Big Sky ski resort for a little food. This is what I looked like on that day.
In West Yellowstone, you can find 15,232 different items with 'Yellowstone' printed on it, but you can't find a place to sell you sunscreen. I've said it before: capitalism just doesn't work.
Self portrait at a diner where we enjoyed a chocolate milkshake made with bakers chocolate. Bitter.
Shortly after this picture was taken, a ranger yelled at Vesya for six minutes for putting her feet up on the antique building.