Now we’re in the Rocky Mountains. They are amazing. So beautiful they hurt. They really do. I see them and I get a little pain in my chest because they are perfect. We’re staying in Lake Louise, which is Babby's real name so it’s kind of fitting that we’re here. Louise that is. Well, Lou actually. Not Lake. Lake would be a silly name, even for Babby. I bought a postcard of the posh hotel that we're not staying at.I’ve never seen mountains this big before. They are so big the sun sets behind them before the afternoon is finished. After supper we saw elk walking across the road, and some mountain sheep eating up on a cliff. I also saw a bear running into the bush, but it had gone by the time everyone else looked. Of course they didn’t believe me. From now on I’m not going to say a word if I see anything. I hope I see a moose!
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