Our tent was all the way into the Yosemite Valley, almost to the end of the road. It’s very affordable — this tent held three of us and cost just a little over a hundred bucks for the night. 
Very modest, just camp-style beds with thin mattresses, one table and a bare lightbulb. As though we spent any time inside other than sleeping!
A free shuttle bus was nearby, as was a comfortable building with several restaurant choices. You have to be very careful with food here — they even make you sign a waiver. Anything with a scent, including lip balm and shampoo, has to go into a bear-proof locker. In the morning the ranger asked LF and C if they’d seen the bear that morning that was near our tent. They hadn’t, though C saw a mountain lion the night before, close enough that they locked eyes!
You literally cannot turn around here without seeing something wondrous. From the stoop where C. is sitting, above, I walked and counted twenty steps. Turned to the right and shot this:
A few steps back, and this:
