Navigating our way across the smallest airport in America took quite a moment (due to construction), but we found grounded plumbing and then our respective rental cars to find the beautiful mountain villa. There was a bit of a mixup at the check in where Boyfriend's mom and stepdad got the keys to the other upgraded villa and we had to reorganize. Three adult couples couldn't functionally stay in the four bedrooms consisting of king, queen, two twins, and one single bed, although the rustic antler and moose-shaped cabinet knobs were amazing. The three bedrooms with queen beds were much more suitable for the three brothers and the respective girlfriends. The sixteen-year-old stepbrother is currently crashing with us; we don't know how long it will last until he's back with bloodfamily, but I hope for good stepbrotherly bonding time. Also, the hot tub and big screen TVs don't hurt.
All we did yesterday was prepare for the jet lag and buy provisions.
Today, Day 2, the anniversary of our Independence from Britain, I woke up early, made bacon and eggs, bathed in my Euro-style bath, then ventured off with the oldest brother, respective girlfriend, and Boyfriend to Grand Teton National Park. We saw the Snake River, Jenny Lake, and of course, more views of the Tetons (as if the view from our backyard isn't enough). I saw my first glacier; although, I'm not sure what part was glacier and was mountain.
The most exciting part might have been the mink (or fisher, whichever weasel family it was) we saw along Jenny Lake. A real mink! With real fur! And it wasn't an accessory -- it was running along the rocks.
Despite the mink, the Least Chipmunks, and the pikas, there have still been no moose sightings for me. However, Fanchon and her boyfriend were successful in seeing a female moose chomping on trees along their crack-of-dawn safari. Since they are the experts, they will lead us as we wake up at 5AM to watch the sunrise along the Tetons then reconvene our hunt.
Tomorrow, expect a good result.
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