We got back from Yosemite all exhausted, but we had a great time although we didn't get to see any black bears, mountain lions, or snakes. And the only scary spider that crossed my way was pinned to the wall in the Cafe of the lodge we were staying at. That one really freaked me out though -- it looked exactly (well, for me) like a tarantula, and I wasn't aware until then that this kind of species is native in this region. I was told it is not poisonous and that the ones to look out for are the black widows. "If you can't see where you put your hand, then don't put it," someone told me. He added that he hadn't seen any in the dorms or cabins yet. That was to comfort me. Nice try.
The first day we walked the 5 miles around Mirror Lake, which had completely dried up over the summer. That's called a seasonal lake. It's not that we had expected a lot of water; we knew that fall is not the best season to visit if your mind is set to torrents and waterfalls. But a bit. A tiny bit. Well, not here. Instead, we encouraged Yair to dig a whole in the remaining sandbox, but he didn't feel like it.
The second day we set out to climb all the way up to Vernal Falls. This time, we were prepared to see only a very thin, very modest waterfall, and that's what we got. But beautiful nonetheless. The Muir Trail was closed for maintenance, so we had to follow a detour, which took us disproportionately longer than we had expected. Which is why we left Yosemite much later than we had planned. Which is why we got home much later than intended. Which is why Shai had to spend the rest of the night preparing for the first day of the new semester. But then, that's nothing new to us. We never manage to leave on time. We are always late. And we had a great time, so why complain?
I'll put up a few pictures tomorrow.
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