The entire area is filled with geothermal activity. Over 60% of the world's geysers are here. In fact, I'm standing on top a huge volcano. Over 600,000 years ago, it blew its top. Now it just steams like an unhappy passive-agressive partner.
If and when it does blow, it will create chaos, at least according to "The Weather Channel" which is always in search of disaster.
Ignoring the possible End of the World as We Know It, Paul and I chose to drive down to Grand Teton National Park and at least enjoy the scenery and some good food before it all blew up.
We went to Jackson, Wyoming, which is in the valley of Jackson Hole.
It is a beautiful drive to the town beneath rugged moutains.
The town of Jackson is western-cute, with antler arches adorning the corners of the central square. The stores were hip-country. Foregoing the intriguingly-named "Thai Me Up" restaurant, we chose instead to eat at Teton Thai Plate restaurant based on reviews.
http://www.tripadvisor.com/ShowUserReviews-g60491-d2326228-r161440343-Teton_Thai_Plate-Jackson_Jackson_Hole_Wyoming.html#REVIEWS
I am the reviewer writing under the name "Frankly Francophile."
The aptly named Grand Tetons...
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