We finally made it down to Thermopolis today, in MY car. It didn’t even die on the way. Thermopolis is this really sweet little town of just over 3000 people, in the middle of nowhere Wyoming. Okay, so we’re all in the middle of nowhere out here. But Thermopolis is REALLY REALLY in the middle of nowhere.
A sign painted on one of the hills there says “World’s Largest Mineral Hotspring.” This is like saying “World’s Best Pancakes” or “World’s Best Babes.”
Anyway, we had a great time. Even when Nick kept attacking my legs under the water. I started hold him off by grabbing his head and not letting him swim under me. But then he would sneak up on me and lift me out of the water. This is when my innate feline sense kicked in and I climbed up him like a cat. A frantic water-hating cat.
Obviously I would be no good on a sinking ship. But I would live. I know which way is UP and I will climb any thing or any one to stay above water.
I also discovered that I scream the whole way down water slides. At the Star Plunge there’s a big one that starts halfway up a hill. I let them talk me into going once. Well, I really didn’t want to chicken out and look like an idiot. So I took my mat and I sat on it and as soon as I hit the first corner, screaming of course, I splayed out my hands and feet to slow down and then I discovered that my mat would slip sideways if I wasn’t hanging onto it. So I gave up trying to slow down and just held on for dear life, screaming the whole way down. I don’t like going up the walls on corners. I don’t like being spewed out the end into a pool. But I went once to prove I could if I wanted to, without actually peeing myself. And I didn’t look like an idiot at all. Ahem.
It was an awesome day!
And I’m pretty sure Iceland, New Zealand, and Yellowstone have bigger mineral hotsprings. And maybe Japan. But I am glad I live so close to one because when I’m old I’m going to go every weekend and soak the ache out of my bones.