Day 9 (July 1): Big Sky Country Is Really, Really Big
We left Missoula (milepost 99) at 9:18 a.m..
We ate lunch in Bozeman at a terrific local joint called Naked Noodles. Acting on some passing advice from a dad who noticed my Mariners t-shirt because his family had just moved from Seattle, we enjoyed Bogert Park. This gave Henry the opportunity to fall into a creek just after I told him to step in but keep his shorts dry. Whoops.
We reached Glendive at 6:30. The car was beeping because our "distance to empty" had reached zero. We had driven 567 miles. But none of that mattered because we were one short costume change away from being in a swimming pool.
By 8:00 we had been swimming, showered, received pizza delivered from a local shop and spread out over our hotel room to watch a new episode of American Ninja Warrier, one of our favorite shows. Lily had a Skype chat with a friend, Elise prepared to use the gym and now, at 9:30, the lights are off and there's a guided meditation playing.
There's about 11 hours of driving between here and Duluth. Arguably, the merciful thing would be to gun it and get there late tomorrow night. But instead I've just booked a hotel room in Fargo, a six hour drive from here. This leaves time for a little bit of sightseeing along the way tomorrow. I bet I'll be at this keybaord again in twenty four hours with a very similar report. Especially if North Dakota's speed limit is 80, as it is in Montana.
Oh, and we saw license plates from about 30 states and four provinces today!
Come back later for pictures. Sorry!
We ate lunch in Bozeman at a terrific local joint called Naked Noodles. Acting on some passing advice from a dad who noticed my Mariners t-shirt because his family had just moved from Seattle, we enjoyed Bogert Park. This gave Henry the opportunity to fall into a creek just after I told him to step in but keep his shorts dry. Whoops.
We reached Glendive at 6:30. The car was beeping because our "distance to empty" had reached zero. We had driven 567 miles. But none of that mattered because we were one short costume change away from being in a swimming pool.
By 8:00 we had been swimming, showered, received pizza delivered from a local shop and spread out over our hotel room to watch a new episode of American Ninja Warrier, one of our favorite shows. Lily had a Skype chat with a friend, Elise prepared to use the gym and now, at 9:30, the lights are off and there's a guided meditation playing.
There's about 11 hours of driving between here and Duluth. Arguably, the merciful thing would be to gun it and get there late tomorrow night. But instead I've just booked a hotel room in Fargo, a six hour drive from here. This leaves time for a little bit of sightseeing along the way tomorrow. I bet I'll be at this keybaord again in twenty four hours with a very similar report. Especially if North Dakota's speed limit is 80, as it is in Montana.
Oh, and we saw license plates from about 30 states and four provinces today!
Come back later for pictures. Sorry!
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