Hello Jackson - or Grüezi Switzerland?

I was very curious to see what was waiting for me in the new place Jackson / Jackson Hole (I read that the area around the airport was apparently called 'Hole' because it is located in a valley. But the city is called Jackson).

Already from the size of the airplane, you could feel the change to the interior of the country: only about 25 rows of seats and no screens at the seats - the United aircraft was a bit unusual after my flights to Dubai and Los Angeles. The flight was pleasant, lasted 2 hours and on the way I watched the movie 'La La Land' on the iPad using the previously downloaded United app. That's a clever system, so you don't need a screen at all.
When I landed in Jackson Hole, I couldn't get enough of the view, the airport is surrounded by mountains. It reminded me a little bit of the area around Amden / Wesen, when you drive on the highway towards Chur. Just much bigger. I stepped onto the runway and walked about 5 minutes on the tarmac to the baggage claim - I hadn't experienced that in ages, usually you have to go through a 'sluice' or take a shuttle to the arrival hall. At the baggage reclaim, the first bear awaited me on a poster - I hope I don't encounter one in real life.
I was taken to the Alamo car rental office within 15 minutes by shuttle bus and then drove to the motel with my Kia. This car felt much better than the Toyota in Los Angeles, it was similar to operating my Hyundai (greetings to my car and my scooter and thanks Charly for taking care!). Only the opening of the trunk was unclear to me for about 5 minutes - all via remote control, we are in America.
The check-in was very quick and different from the big city and in the evening I explored the city center, as I wasn't tired at all. Bison Burger sounded interesting to me as a meat eater, so I sat down in a restaurant and later checked out a bar.
The next morning I set off, crossed the Grand Teton National Park and made several stops there. There were viewpoints every few miles, some in the middle of the landscape and others served as starting points for hikes. I mostly stayed close to the car to take photos, or walked for about 20 minutes each time, then it usually became too quiet and I turned around. Because of the many bear warning signs, I had an uneasy feeling, it was also explicitly warned not to hike alone... The procedure in case of a bear attack was also contradictory - sometimes it said to be loud, then I read something about playing dead (see photo). I still haven't bought the frequently mentioned bear spray today, as I was told it was just a tourist scam. Once I saw a boy with a bell ring in his hand, at least that makes noise...
In the evening I arrived at my accommodation in West Yellowstone, where I will stay for two nights and can take a leisurely look at all the geysers. Meanwhile, even my replacement suitcase has been delivered, which Virgin America offered me after the complaint from a selection of 8 suitcases. It doesn't seem as sturdy as my old suitcase, but it seems big enough. I will only unpack tomorrow, then I will know more...