Day 19: Plains, Montana

Speaks for itself

I mentioned that every two-bit motel has wifi. The corollary is that every place has their wireless routers configured differently, by which I mean wrong. I'm carrying two network devices with different operating systems, and it's a 50/50 chance that one or the other of them will fail to recognize or connect with any given hotspot. Neither of my devices could connect with the Thompson Falls Motel's router last night, so I gave up and called it a night.

I stopped today for lunch at The Circle diner in Plains, where I was served by a perky blonde waitress who flitted about like a hummingbird, never settling in one place long. Since the kitchen area was about as big as the dining area, this must give her a lot of exercise.

I'm making slow progress through Montana. It's mostly flat, but I've been riding into heavy wind since I left Ione, almost a week ago, which cuts my speed in half.

By the way, if it's "the big country", why are the outskirts of every town full of self-storage units? If big country people don't have room enough for all their stuff, heaven help the rest of us.

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