Think of the cartoon of a guy dragging himself on his belly across the desert, thirsty, hungry, clothing tattered…then he spots an oasis.
That’s us. Well, except we are driving in an RV instead of crawling on our bellies. And our clothing is relatively tatter-free. But we are really really hungry. So when we spotted the Furnace Creek oasis after a hard day of hiking, we parked at the campground and rushed to the adjacent restaurant.