Thermopolis: October 3

Our quest for warmth brought us to Thermopolis, again.  It was the first time we’ve gone back to the same place twice.  A symbol of being homeward bound.  Immediately, we retreated to the hot springs, were we warmed up and strategized about how we’d get through the cold night.  After a failed attempt to stay warm on the short walk back to Butter, we started her up and drove into “town” for margaritas and dinner at Las Fuentes Mexican restaurant, an adorable little spot – and one of less than a handful of restaurants - that offered local beef as their specialty.  The menu informed us that they killed each cow one at a time, by hand.  They also had an array of organic vegetables, handmade tortillas, and boasted the hottest wings in the world.  If you could finish all 8, you’d get a photo on the “Wall of Flame” and a $25 gift card.  Their secret ingredient, ghost peppers.  We thought of trying them, but the waitress talked us out of it.  Instead, we just enjoyed our dinner and wonderful margaritas that we hoped would keep us warm at least until we fell asleep.  On the way out, we grabbed an organic lollipop… two each, actually.  I loved this place.