through Badlands national park. The badlands are this really weird terrain made up of 30 million year old dirt, rock, and volcanic ash. They look like a scale model of the canyons but made out of mud. Very cool. It's the largest protected prairie ecosystem in the National Parks system and apparently is one of the richest resources for mammal fossils. We get out and walk around a few times. All of the earth looks like a dried up river bed, but somehow still feels a little spongy when you walk on it. When you pick a piece up it crumbles in your hand. We went to a lot of different places on this trip and many of them felt like we were in a different 
country. This is the first one where I felt like we were on a different planet.
country. This is the first one where I felt like we were on a different planet. We also see a good amount of animal life. On one of our walks Tim and I stumble across a snake. Tim says it was a garter, but I think it was poisonous. At least I'd like to believe that to help justify
how high I jumped when I saw it. We also stop at Robert's Prairie Dog Village, where we see no less than 50 prairie dogs scurrying around. Last but not least we see lots and lots of Bison, so much so that when we stop for lunch we all order some form of buffalo meat.Hotel Chrysler - Tim gets into a zone and starts driving like a machine, however we realize that we're on pace to get to chicago around 6am. We decide it makes more sense to sleep 
for 6 hours and get to chicago around noon. We'd rather not waste an extra hour or two finding and settling into a hotel so we park at a rest stop and settle in for a group nap in the van. Unfortunately this is as close as we come to camping. I sleep on the floor behind the front seats and open my eyes at one point to see the driver seat reclined within 6 inches of my face. Thankfully I'm not claustrophobic. My legs, arms, and neck are all bent at obtuse angles. The worst part is I think I have the best spot. I also apparently cough, moan, and bark like a dog through most of the night. This especially sucks for Tim since our heads are only a foot or so apart, separated by the drivers head rest.
for 6 hours and get to chicago around noon. We'd rather not waste an extra hour or two finding and settling into a hotel so we park at a rest stop and settle in for a group nap in the van. Unfortunately this is as close as we come to camping. I sleep on the floor behind the front seats and open my eyes at one point to see the driver seat reclined within 6 inches of my face. Thankfully I'm not claustrophobic. My legs, arms, and neck are all bent at obtuse angles. The worst part is I think I have the best spot. I also apparently cough, moan, and bark like a dog through most of the night. This especially sucks for Tim since our heads are only a foot or so apart, separated by the drivers head rest. 
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