Because my flight was 8 hours late arriving to Jackson Hole, I arranged a shuttle bus to transport me from the airport. Jason and I had a beautiful re-union in the morning after the night’s sleep. I missed looking at his sweet face and tousling his hair, holding him close. We spent much of Wednesday indoors because of the 15 degree high temperatures, but we did go out to get some Chinese food for lunch, then hit up the town’s Dairy Queen for ice cream, and drove out beyond the National Elk Refuge (Wikipedia Page) for some pictures of the Teton Range. As well, I tried to make and appointment for a massage at a day spa off the Town Square, because my right trapezius was hurting from the headrest on the planes’ seats. I could feel the tendons at my occipital ridge for the trapezius’ upper insertion – it was quite painfully distracting, even after taking the generic Excedrin from the K-Mart I purchased and consumed. Alas, though, I was unable to make an appointment with them, so I dealt with it with a long hot shower and some self-massage. Wednesday evening was spent indoors watching some TV and chillin’ out.
Thursday, I wanted to see what the public transportation was like in Jackson, so we took the free town shuttle to Bubba’s, a local BBQ joint, for breakfast. The chicken-fried steak and eggs were really tasty! So were their pancakes. Their coffee isn’t very good, though; too weak for my tastes. Sadly, Jason had to work the evening shift, so I was left to my own devices for the afternoon and evening, so I meandered around downtown, browsing in the various stores. Jason got off work at 11pm, and got home at around midnight, but as I had to be up at 04:45, and he had to work at 06:00 on Friday (he works Thursday evenings, but day shift on the other days of his weekly schedule), our night was very short before sleep.
Friday, the shuttle bus came back and picked me up at 05:15. You’ve probably already read about my Friday.
The visit was very short as we hadn’t seen each other since October, but it was well worth it. Webcamming and Skyping are just no substitute for being in the same space together, and being able to touch each other. He’s lived in Wyoming for seven years now, he is longing to live in a city again, and San Francisco is where he wants to come. He has hotel management experience, so shouldn’t find any trouble finding a job at one of the city’s fine hotels.
A very satisfying four days off with my cubby. We’ll see when next we can be together before the end of the ski season.
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