Bought a road atlas today. You'd think that I would have already had one, being that I am on an extended road trip, but I somehow failed to think of that. While downtown, I finally saw what I thought would be a typical Montanian. So far, everyone has been extremely well-dressed and articulate (what a let down, ha). Secretly thrilled to have sat one booth over from two aging cowboys wearing plaid at lunch. Their conversation was centered around what caliber gun should be used when teaching an 11-year old how to shoot gophers. Which, naturally, led to a lively discussion about marmots. (Marmits? Varmints? Something else that needed to be shot, anyway.)
Later, checked out the art scene in downtown Missoula for First Friday. All the galleries are open late and serve wine and snacks--pretty fun. Went to sushi for dinner I was very doubtful--sushi? Montana? But the group was set on it. I made sure to order a roll with chicken.
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