Exodus to Florida, Part II

We saw deer today throughout Wyoming.

We have decided to re-motto states. Montana is no longer "Big Sky Country." Instead, it is "Fuck this place." Apparently it took umbrage to my smack talk yesterday and decided to exact some vengeance. Nice try, Montana, but fuck you!

Wyoming is now, "I'm not Montana and that's awesome!"and also, "Gosh, there's a lot of roadkill here."

South Dakota is, "Gee this place is flat. And awesome! It's not Montana!"

Do you get the feeling I am never returning to the state of Custer's defeat? Yeah, it's true. I'm taking the 80 the next time I drive across the country.

I am actually adoring South Dakota so far. The rest stops are large and fabulous, and although they seems to be reconstructing every other mile of I-90 here, it's still easy going, even with the buffeting winds that cause you to have to actually steer the whole way across the state. Watch the bridges and underpasses, they're tricky.

I particularly enjoyed blazing down the highway to "Where is my mind?" tonight at about midnight. It was loud, atmospheric, and slightly creepy. In other words, really really fun.

We got off I-90 today shortly before stopping for the night. We're headed southeast now, and hope to hit Carbondale, IL as our stopping point tomorrow. However fast or slow we go, I am totally insisting on St. Louis ribs.

I mean, we do have some time padded in on Wednesday and Thursday.

There's more, but I'm too tired to think of it. Maybe it'll come back to me later. There's a chance that like South Dakota, most of this trip will be a dark blur in my memory.

Our mileage is at 1607.1 now.