It is a great national park. The only drawback is the amount of people in the park if you are unable to get an early morning reservation to get in. When we were last there, the earliest we could get in was 1 p.m. in mid-September, and there were far too many people for us to really appreciate its majesty.

Actual headline from Breitbart.
Georgia Teacher Creates Fart Corner Where Students Can Pass Gas Without Leaving Class

Memories of Death Valley
In the summer of 1958, my mom bought a used 4-door pink/white Cadillac. The kind you see on all the posters and t-shirts of the fifties. It had an amazing new thing–air conditioning!

The first long weekend she had to take this baby out on the road was Fourth of July. She wanted to see “Death Valley” as she had not been there before. We left Glendale, CA (approximately 85F) and drove to Death Valley in our new to us air conditioned Cadillac. Upon arriving at the marker that says “Death Valley–lowest spot in the nation”, she instructed me to “jump out and stand by the marker so I can take your picture.” Being a sullen, but obedient 14–year old, I did as I was told. Threw open the back door, jumped out of the air-conditioned back seat into a temperature of approximately 120F degrees and passed out!

We were pulling our little 15 foot Shasta trailer (matching pink and white).
That night it was too hot to sleep in the trailer, so we tried to find some place cool to sleep. The only store down there at the bottom of the world had wooden steps leading up to the porch. About 1:00 in the morning I discovered that if I lay on the middle step, the air rising up off of the ground had a bit of a breeze as it passed up, and over, the steps. That’s where I spent the night.

I have not been back except to pass through as necessary to get somewhere else! 🙂