First I would like to start with the drive from Arizona to Wyoming. This drive is like no other, the views from cactus to pine trees are breath taking. The town that I stay in is Greybull, when you enter this town it looks like a scene from an old western movie. The streets are empty with wooden sidewalks and there are only two stop signs. The weather plays a very large part in this memory as the air is crisp and clear with a smell of freshness. In the middle of town is a very old motel that was built in the early nineteen hundreds. The rooms are fairly large and have a story of their own.
