This latest adventure was not nearly as kick-ass as I’d hoped it would be, since I got sick three days into it, but that’s how adventures are. You put yourself out there in order to experience whatever is handed to you. Sometimes it’s exactly what you planned, sometimes not. I think I made the most of the situation, anyway.
I did enjoy a visit to a new state park, the Missouri Headwaters State Park, which was very pleasant. We also toured Butte, Montana, which was particularly interesting to me because my ex was from Butte, so I heard many stories about what a hole it was over our eight years of living together.
We enjoyed a lovely mountain hike, and we ate at a wonderful little restaurant, a teeny-tiny breakfast nook that served awesome breakfast foods featuring fresh eggs in a cramped atmosphere. I inspired by the writing on the back of the menu, in which the owner described how she had loved to play “restaurant” as a child, and the whole purpose of this restaurant was for her to take fondly-remembered childhood days to the adult level.
I also spent an hour in my very favorite bookstore. I am so happy to see that it is still thriving, and I made a few purchases, including a history of Montana and a book of real-life Montana ghost stories.
We looked at a lot of houses and pieces of property as part of our long-term plan for retirement. It was fun, and we learned a lot, although the prices were a bit higher than anticipated. We also visited our old home of Yellowstone National Park. We stopped by to have a look at the cabin where we lived for many years, now used to lodge tourists, and were very fortunate that it was being cleaned just as we stopped by, so we were able to go inside and have a look. All that visiting did make me feel nostalgic.
Yesterday, we drove home under heavy rain and snow. Amazingly, after 300 miles of non-stop drear, we drove into clear skies and beautiful spring-like weather which started as soon as we entered our home town! All the trees in our yard had burst into blossom while we were away, which made a beautiful and exciting welcome home. Our lilac bush, which usually doesn’t produce blossoms, due to late frosts, is bursting with flowers. Although I am still sick, I feel so much better just being home. 2 years ago