I guess this is one way to start the new year by running the fuck away.
To be honest, it’s not so much of an escape but rather taking some time off since I probably won’t be able to do it for a while. My boss is going on maternity leave starting in February and is due to come back in June, so I’ve got to take the time when I can, right?
On the mass text last night when I told my family that I was going to Montana, my aunt said, “I’ve been there. Nothing to do there!”
I guess that’s true on one hand. You’re not going to find a metropolis, a raging night life, tons of cultural events or anything like you can find in big cities around the world. But that’s one reason I like the place. I mean, I live in Los Angeles one of the cultural capitals of the world. I can get that stuff anytime at home.
The flight to Spokane was uneventful, and I picked up my rental pickup truck — a Chevy Silverado. The reason I flew into Spokane was because renting a pickup truck from there versus renting one from Missoula was a difference of over $1,200. So you bet your ass I will drive the two hours just to save over a grand.
Despite the recent snowfall the roads were mostly clear, and I came across minimal ice. I’ll admit there were a couple of moments in Idaho where I took things slowly just in case. But there were no surprises, and I got to my hotel safely. I’ll be in Missoula until Monday where I will drive over close to the Montana-Idaho border near the towns of Thompson Falls and Talc. Then I’ll head back to Spokane on Friday and stay there overnight until leaving next Saturday.
So far 2021 has been good.