Hanks for nothing, Hanksville

Literally, nothing. There's a dirty river, a couple gas station (one is a "hollowed out mountain," but more like a large rock that happens to cover a convenient store) to get groceries, and an unfinished park. We slept in the unfinished park.

We snuck into the RV park across the street and used the shower. Apparently, almond Dr. Bronner's is a mosquito attractant. We ran, slapping ourselves, over to the half finished park, put up the tent, took sleeping pills, and woke up many times to the sound of moving gravel.

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