Samara's take on day 3

I have to admit that even though the hotels we have stayed at had free breakfast, we haven't eaten any of it. The idea of eating food that has been picked over by people that haven't washed their hands since they woke up is a bit gross. Most people grab and scratch at themselves in their sleep and then they go to the free breakfast at the hotel and paw everything. The public health professional in me cringes at this thought. I managed to talk Aaron in to stopping at a Starbucks on the way out of town. We had talked about going to Deadwood in the morning, but decided that getting through the mountains to our hotel was more important.

Aaron remembered that we still had a Shell gas card and remembered that a Shell station was just down the road. The place that we stopped was a gas station/post office. I was able to send out post cards to a few people while Aaron gassed up the Canyonero. The nice German postal worker told us about Vore Buffalo Jump. She said that the native Americans used to herd the Buffalo to the sink hole and get them to jump/fall in. It made for cheap, easy fencing. The sink hole is now being excavated for bones and artifacts.

Buffalo jump is where Aaron decided that instead of covering his mouth to sneeze, he would sneeze in to the wind and thus on to me. This caused some strife between us. I do not like getting snot and sneeze juice on me. Keep that in mind.

We drove for a while, stopped for lunch in Buffalo Wyoming. It was alright. It was a buffalo burger with cheese and bacon. The bacon was better than the burger. It turns out that most of the stuff in Wyoming is foothills and trees.We reached Montana at about 3pm and needed gas. So we stopped at the first place that advertised fuel. I went in to the grocery/ hardware store to go to the bathroom. As I walked in, a nice Native American man said hi to me. I was in a bit of a shock. First, the store was dark compared to the brightness out side and it took a minute to readjust to the light. And second, I have NEVER seen a Native American in real life. It was kinda neat. I wanted to ask if I could have my picture taken with him, but decided that it would be rude and awkward.
Montana is basically boring. It's pretty at first and then the same scenery repeats itself. I was glad to pull over at our hotel when we did. Even though I think I could have driven at least another 2 or three hours. But here we are in scenic White Hall. And by scenic I mean boring. The clerk at the front desk told me that there are 3 restaurants in town and a bowling alley. There is this thing here that you could call a casino, but it's more like a smoke shop with video poker. I'm holding out till we find a nice casino on a reservation.