So, I has
promised to post pictures, and so I has dutifully snapped pics during the bus ride.
Well, dutifully in MT, where the scenery begged to be snapped. Not so much in
Flat/Hilly, Sagebrush-Infested, Rocky Wyoming. Anyway. Here’s our first bus interior.
And snack.
The buses
were not invented for comfort. Not these ones. Trains have spoiled Mom and I.
Buses are not trains. Sad. One day I shall invent bus seats that combine
allowing the most space and seating on a bus with the most comfort. I shall
become a millionaire, and then I shall build an indoor pool in my dear town. J
Here’s
Flathead Lake.
Beautiful
place, the Flathead. Lots of pretty trees and water. I love this one, taken just
a short bit before Polson, I believe.
It’s one of
those rare shots that is blurry, but seems to be intentionally so. Yay.
Let’s see…after
Polson, the greenery grew a bit sparser, BUT! But with all the flatness comes
all the ranches! And beautiful horses! But silly me just sort of watched them
go by without taking a picture. And I was getting more tired, so the next
picture isn’t until after a bus change in Missoula at 11:00 or so, and then a
long ride in which I attempted to sleep and sort of failed (bus seats! *shakes
fist*), and then woke up with the sunrise just before Billings, (I think)
Lovely
sunrise. There was smoke or something on the horizon, and the sun was a
beautiful shade of red. But my camera isn’t meant for taking pictures of
sunrises. (None of them are, actually…it’s aggravating.)
Next is
after the bus change in Billings and roughly half a day’s ride, into Wyoming.
(State of the above-said hills and sagebrush and rocks)
Grateful to
live in MT, anyone?
Although, I
have to say: the rocks are actually pretty. But I prefer ponderosas and
mountains.
And as I
said, I want a pool.
This is the
one with my cousin Christian's apartment, and you can sort of see Caleb, who has just jumped in.
I love my
underwater camera.
Well, that’s
my journey so far. Yesterday we had a barbeque, sort of a birthday party (for my
aunt’s boyfriend Dave) and a graduation party (for me, actually. J) It was great seeing the family
again. I haven’t seen most of them for several years. Everyone just gushed over
Mom and how fabulous she looked.
So, once
again, happy first day of July, and may the odds be ever in your favor.
(okay, that’s
rubbish, I’m never saying that again)
