The time has come, folks. It is the moment we’ve all been waiting for. We reached Southwestern Utah’s Ponderosa Ranch & Resort yesterday around 3:30 pm Mountain Time (again, confusing, but we’ve finally figured it out. Arizona is on PT time from spring to fall, and MT time from fall to spring because it simply doesn’t change its clocks. Ever.). With a nervous eye, we rounded the shower and pool area to find our Chuckwagon cum Hotel Room at the base of the hill. It looks like this.
All the clothing you see on the picnic table is ours. It’s the entire contents of one of our bags that was the unlucky recipient of our 5 gallon water jug that dripped unwittingly on it allllll afternoon. Nice.
Hey, at least we’re number 1 (as in Wagon #1, pronounced “way-gun” in, um Montanian – our receptionist is from Montana, dontchaknow). And, as Husband joked, when we have dinner at the lodge, we can put it “on the wagon” as in “on the room”. As you can see, there isn’t much of that either. But the upside is it is indeed the kids’ favorite overnight place thusfar. And it’s like camping (it rained buckets last night), only you’re on a full-blown mattress with sheets and all.
And you stay dry. Oh, and there’s maid service.
You gotta love the West for all its amenities. Slow camping at its best with air conditioning in the main building (and free WiFi) when you need it most. After hiking five hours in 100F heat in Zion National Park today, we were ready to flop and feed. We did just that and are happier for it!