There is a town just outside the West Entrance of Yellowstone National Park called West Yellowstone. Quite the town. For starters when you enter the town you see these series of no-name run-down motels, such as Joe's Two-room motel, which looked as if dinosaurs first constructed it. As expected, the town is a hotspot for tourists visiting Yellowstone and is almost all hotels and restaurants. There are three Best Western hotels within about 300 feet of each other. We stayed at the Best Western Weston, and there were also Best Western Desert's and Cross-wind's motor. Both were within eyesight of our hotel. Another oddity about this strange town was the fact that we had a very difficult time finding a place to eat, at 7:45 on a Monday night. We went to three places and put our name in, all having 25 minute waits. We finally got a spot in a pizza place around 8:20. I imagine several places continuing to shout out "Scott! Table for 4!" Anyways, to top off the town, we ate lunch at a local deli, and when we ordered our sandwiches, they didn't have pickles or banana peppers, so the employee went to a grocery store while we were waiting! We also spotted a man who appeared to be dead at a corner, and my dad yelled out, "Hey there's a statue!!!" The man gave my dad a dirty look.
