I got all squirrelly about going to the Hot Springs after seeing these warnings.
“Maybe we should just keep driving, since we’re driving only on ice and snow and we have to go so slowly.”
“What was that noise?”
“Did I leave something in the car?”
Wend was very nice about it, but she’d have none of it. Hot Springs, dammit! We kept walking on the adorable 1/2 mile long wooden walkway. I thought of it as the conveyor belt bringing dinner to the bears. But I kept walking too.