Them: Hey! Who wants to go stay at the Rusty Parrot?
Me: …are there native parrots in Wyoming I don’t know about it? If so, why are they rusty?
Turns out, the Rusty Parrot is an awesome (nationally ranked) little hotel in the middle of Jackson Hole proper. They fed us, kept us warm, and placed oddly posed teddy bears on our beds every night with their turn down service. It was charming.
I’ve lost a lot of enthusiasm for air travel recently, but I still enjoy flying. I especially enjoy that we can now use certain personal handheld electronic devices that have been switched out of transmit mode while in the air.
Isn’t our patchwork wonderful? I haven’t been lucky enough to drive through it and thank the folks who feed me, but I do occasionally fly over it and marvel at it. Dallas/Ft. Worth also didn’t disappoint with their views:
Color me impressed that our pilots didn’t get distracted by this sunset and crash us right back into the ground. Très professional. This sunset eventually got squished out of view by some rather ominous looking clouds that caused some significant turbulence, unfortunately. This Dallas/Ft. Worth –> Jackson flight was the bumpiest I’ve been on in a long time.
The bumps don’t bother me, though, because they remind me that I am hurtling through the air 30,000ish feet above the ground. I think that puts the marvel of air travel back into correct perspective. Again, I thank the pilots. They further endear themselves to me when they get out of the plane at Jackson (no jetways here – just stairs down to the runway), slack-jawed like the rest of us at awesomeness of the location of the airport and start snapping photos. Had we landed in daylight, the view of the Tetons would be even more startling, considering the runway is wedged right in between the mountains and a field full of moose.
Maybe a dark landing is best for any possible nervous fliers…
In the end, the trials and tribulations of air travel were worth getting to the Rusty Parrot, where we were promptly fed and pummeled into gooeyness by their spa staff, readied to tackle the snow the rest of the weekend.