Well, all good things must come to an end - so we are starting the long trip home today. I tried to sleep all day so that we would have to stay, but I just couldn't do it. So, up we got, bathed, dressed, ate breakfast and headed east (kind of east). Actually we started east a little, then south, then east - but that is just the way it worked.
As neither of us had ever been to North Dakota, we decided to take highway 2 which crosses a lot of the border states - and across Montana and North Dakota appears to be almost straight. So, it is kind of like driving across Kansas, but a little bit cooler.
The only animal other than cows and horses that we saw was one deer who jumped a fence after he crossed the road. We did see a lot more hay. And, we saw fields planted with wheat. And, there were a lot of silos.
We stopped for the night at a hotel's rv park (maybe 20 spaces) in Glasgow, MT. I ran to the grocery store to get milk, stopped by the local Dairy Queen to get my first sweet of the entire trip, and back to the coach. Jimmy was waiting for the sun to go down, and then he was going to wash the coach and the car. I took my twenty dollar bill and went to the casino. Actually, the casino consisted of about eight slot machines and/or video poker machines in the lounge area of the hotel. Since I only play video poker, and since the only video poker machine was available, I put my $20 bill in the machine. About 30 minutes later, I had $80 in the machine. So, I cashed it out and went back to the rv park.
Jimmy had washed one side of the coach. There were two couples who had been regaling him with stories of their trips to Alaska. Jimmy really wants to make a trip to Alaska in the coach. I, however, am not going to do it. I would be willing to fly to Alaska and rent an rv, or take an Alaskan cruise, or fly to Alaska and stay in hotels. I am not going to spend two months driving to and from Alaska!!! Ain't gonna happen (she said).
Anyway, he finished the coach and I started on the Jeep. The only person who stopped to talk to me was a guy who was traveling to California via Yellowstone on his motorcycle!!!! But, he did help me wash the Jeep. Being vertically disadvantaged means that I can't reach the middle of the hood, the middle of the front window or the top of the car. Jimmy came over to help finish it up.
Oh - I forgot - I also cooked dinner. I really hated that. But, there really wasn't much in the little town. The people were super nice, but it was not a large place. I think maybe even Holly Springs might have had it beat!!!
More tomorrow.
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