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When I was little you dressed up in your Sunday finest for trans-Atlantic trips or other trips requiring great distance.  Your parents planned well in advance, saved money for months, and had lists of handwritten numbers and addresses for immediate contact once you got to the other side.  You only communicated with the people you met on the other side and the rest of your hometownies just had to wait to hear how wonderful  or bad it all was.

You're going to have to stow that. Thanks.

When I was 10 I spent a summer in Ireland and England.  It was my first time out of my time zone and away from my schoolmates for such a long time.  When I returned I didn’t know what the cool song on the radio was, it seemed like everyone grew 3 inches or got boobs and I had developed a taste for things outside of PB&J.  I was a foreigner for my friends.  And that was the exciting thing about travel.  It changed you.

Now. I am typing this “blog” post 34,000 feet in the air, I’ve just swiped my credit card in the console for another chardonnay (I hate flying/ I love drinking), as I listen to my iPod 90s mix whilst sitting in the comfiest dirtbag attire because no one picks people up from the airport anymore.

Also, this Virgin fuselage looks like a goddamn disco.

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Cleveland celebrates road trips with a bounce.
Cleveland celebrates central air with a bounce.
My friend Cleveland and I hit the turnpike on Saturday to support our DC friends  lined up to perform in the Philadelphia Improv Festival.  It’s only a 2.5 hour drive from DC so we arrived with plenty of time to take in the city before the show began in the evening.  We had schemed to take pics reenacting our favorite scenes from Trading Places, which by the way is the best movie ever filmed in Philadelphia.  Sorry, Philadelphia, you should have been funnier.  However, our touristy priorities  changed when we were greeted with 80 degree heat, 100% humidity and realized we were packed for the Iditarod.   Items on our to do list became pretty basic: stay cool, get the frizz out, see our friends make the jokey jokes and eat some cheesesteaks. 
Trip highlights include:
  • on the dancefloor with Beardy beardy and Cleveland after the shows and realizing we all have sick moves
  • going carnivore for the day at Pat’s Cheesesteakcheesesteaks
  • finding a yummy cup of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee (DC disappoints)
  • watching some great and some not so great improv from Chicago, NYC, Philly and DC teams
  • realizing I could have fun in a paper bag with Cleveland

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I would say this is a fair enough representation in dress and size of your average Montana man.  This guy we found welcoming us to a Casino/Saddest Place on Earth in Joliet. This is a fair enough representation of your average Montana man…perhaps a beard too.  We found him on the side of the road welcoming passers by into a Casino/Family Fun Park.  “Mommy, when daddy stops crying can I go on the ferris wheel?”

 

 

 

Taking Rte. 212 to Yellowstone.  I packed clean socks.

Taking Rte. 212 to Yellowstone. I packed clean socks.

 

Beartooth pass.  "Oh look, a sheer death drop into the gorge 1 foot from the passenger door."

Beartooth pass. "Oh look, a sheer death drop into the gorge 1 foot from the passenger door! I love Yellowstone!"

 

 

The town of Red Lodge, located at the foot of the mountain.  We found safety and microbrews there (that's for another post).  Red Lodge, we will never forget you.

The town of Red Lodge, located at the foot of the mountain. We found safety and microbrews there.

 

Montana was an adventure and the wedding was beautiful.  I have some stories to share but I am in the airport now and I have going to spend the last few hours of my vacation eating champagne truffles I picked up from the Minneapolis/St. Paul airport chocolatier.

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It’s hard to type with all of this new bearclaw jewlelry I’m wearing, so I’ll keep it brief. We’re driving our rental car, “Famous Potatoes” out to Yellowstone today.  We’re taking some road called “Beartooth Highway” that is so twisty it’s closed in the winter.  I am psyched.  

 

Rehearsal dinner at Yellowstone Art Museum.  I enjoyed a microbrew from Alaska while mingling.

Rehearsal dinner at Yellowstone Art Museum. I enjoyed a microbrew from Alaska while mingling.

 

As you might imagine about a Western museum, there was a running equine theme.

As you might imagine about a Western museum, there was a running equine theme.

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Arriving in Billings...

Arriving in Billings...

 

Meant to be.  "Famous Potatoes"

Rental car destiny and accidental self-portrait.

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