As I sat in the backseat of a rental car, next to my sister who was
sleeping, I looked out the window and thought, â€œwho in their right minds
would want to live here?â€ My family and I were on our summer vacation.
Five days in Denver, Colorado for my dadâ€™s veterinary convention, then off
to the Badlands, Yellowstone National Park, and the Grand Titons. We were
going into our sixth day and I knew the fun part of our vacation was over.
In Denver there is lots to do. We went to Six Flags, ate out at nice
restaurants, saw country singer Phil Vasser perform and Red Rock, and
stayed in a really nice hotel. The second we started driving through the
Rocky Mountains, I knew I was in for a long and boring next twelve days.
How I knew this, you probably wonder? My cell phone told me. It plainly
said, â€œno service.â€ So much for letting my friends rescuing me. I was stuck.
Stuck in the middle of nowhere just my parents, my younger sister, and me.
Okay, so maybe we werenâ€™t in the middle of nowhere. We were in the
Rocky Mountains. And itâ€™s not like we were the only ones out there.
Apparently my parents arenâ€™t the only ones who obsess over taking pictures
of trees and rocks up humongous hills. We stopped at just about every look-
out point, which was about every three-fourths of a mile. You can imagine
how long it took for us to get out of the mountains. It felt like forever to me.
I got out at a couple of the stops. At one of the look-out points there were
tons of mountain elk. Theyâ€™re beautiful animals, and we saw them just about
everywhere we went. Of course, my parents had to get pictures of every
single elk we saw. Take my word for it. If youâ€™ve seen one, youâ€™ve seen
The next big adventure was visiting the Badlands, which was in South
Dakota. We met up with my grandparents there and the