W e flew from New York to Boulder, where we met up with my sister-in-law and her family. My sister-in-law and I spent a whole day prepping for the drive to Yellowstone - idlis, puris, yogurt rice, carefully packed pickles - we were so worried we wouldn't be able to get Indian food on the road! The drive from Colorado to Wyoming was so fascinating to me; we would go stretches of miles and miles without ever another car - the total opposite of New York! One day during our trip, the freezer in one of the Yellowstone ice cream shops broke down, so they were giving away free ice cream cones; we ate cone after cone, until the ice cream shop gave us an huge container to keep in our motel room refrigerator. (I was excited for the ice cream, but my sister-in-law astutely noted that once the ice cream was eaten up, the container would be the perfect size to store bags of rice in!)

I hadn't packed enough pants and tops for the entire trip, but I did have a saree, which I think worked out quite nicely in the photographs!