We ran a bunch of errands in Fresno and he bought me a bagel and also one of those cool tin camping mug cup things from REI so then I was ... wait for it ... A HAPPY CAMPER HAHAHAHAAHA.
The drive to Yosemite is really curvy but I succeeded in not getting carsick and not taking pictures. There's a REALLY LONG tunnel that you HAVE to hold your breath through, and I was doing awesome and held my breath for a minute and eighteen seconds but literally 10 feet from the end of the tunnel traffic was backed up and we had to stop and I had to let my breath out and it was stupid and a letdown but THEN we emerged from the tunnel of despair and got to see this INCREDIBLE VIEW. I think El Capitan is on the left and if you look REALLY CLOSELY you can see Half Dome in the back. Don't worry, you'll see more of Half Dome later because we're only like 3 picture into this post.
Really though, I loved it. It's hard not to be happy when you're in such an amazing place.
Because California is in a severe drought, the water levels were all REALLY low. But since I've never been to Yosemite before I didn't have anything to compare it to and I thought it was still beautiful. The water was so beautiful that I had to go off the trail and touch it. And Keith was a great boyfriend and took a picture of me that he says looks like I'm "taking a dump." Romantic.
We walked for what felt like forever, and I was a little cranky toward the end. This was due to the fact that I hadn't eaten since my 10am bagel and we had already finished the water that tasted like plastic because the bottles had been in Keith's truck for probably like two years. I believe Keith's words about me were something like, "I feel like this is what it would be like to have a four year old with me right now." Whatever. I was fine once we had dinner and I got to drink some non-plastic water.
Keith's friends got there around 1030, which was after "quiet hours" had begun, but they still had to set up their tent and everything. We were ridiculously loud and people kept shushing us and I felt a little bad but what are you gonna do?
Saturday was our big hiking day. We hiked to Vernal Falls and Nevada Falls. Since I've been hiking kind of a lot lately I felt really prepared for this hike and it was nice to not feel like I was going to die every five minutes. Plus we had a lot of non-plastic tasting water and that was really helpful.
I thought this next picture was on the bridge by Vernal Falls but now that I'm looking at it again I'm not too sure. I don't care though. I love this picture.
Keith likes to do
dangerous stupid adventurous things like climb over railings and onto rocks where the chances of him falling and dying are pretty good, so when we saw this sign the only reasonable course of action was for him to climb over the railing and display his stupidity adventurous nature.
This is Vernal Falls. Apparently the waterfall is usually like 10 times wider.
If you want to know a secret it's that a small part of me was expecting Keith to propose even though I knew that wouldn't be happening, but when you're in such a grand and majestic place you start to have unrealistic expectations. It was fine though. Don't tell him I sort of thought that was happening. That would be embarrassing.
When we got back to his parents' house we watched football and had dinner, and on Monday we watched more football and played cards and ate Mexican food and watched home movies from when Keith was in elementary school and those movies were the best thing EVER EVER EVER.
And that's all. If you actually made it to the end of this post, I appreciate you. And if you've never been to Yosemite you seriously need to go. RIGHT NOW.