Not Crazy

Greetings from Billings, Montana, where the cottonwoods are shedding so much it looks like it's snowing! But, it's a very pleasant 75 degrees here, so we're not complaining.

A couple of days ago I overheard a man in our campground talking about us. "Those folks over there in the Winnebago are leaving Monday," he said. "That's the stupidest day of all to travel."

Know what, buddy?

Today was the perfect day to travel. We didn't even have to leave early to benefit from the very quiet highway as we rolled north along the scenic Gallatin River in Montana. By the time we reached I-90 and headed east toward Billings, there were several other holiday travelers on the road, but traffic was a breeze. Much of the time there was not a vehicle to be seen out our side view mirrors. This being the "official" holiday, there was no road construction. That's right, none! We passed at least three spots where highway workers will be backing up traffic tomorrow. But, not today! And, I can count on both hands the number of semis we saw. Even the truckers have the day off.

To be fair, if we were driving into Salt Lake City or the San Francisco Bay Area this afternoon, traffic may have been a bear. Here, it was smooth sailing.

And, you know what else, Mr. Campground Man?

It's not nice to talk about your neighbors.