Home Again

Today marked the one month countdown until my rtw as well as a long trip home to New York.

The trip to Spokane began early as it is never easy to tell how bad the roads may be. We stopped briefly at a winder wonderlandesque ski resort. I had never been to one before. Luckily we made good time and were able to hang out in Spokane a bit.

It was sad saying goodbye to Uncle Bill not knowing when I would see him again. Even though I didn't know when I would come back I knew that I would be back in Missoula at some point, perhaps even on my rtw.

After two uneventful flights Al picked me up in New York. Once I got home I started going through all of my wonderful Montana pictures and like a moron deleted half of them. Thus, no picture for this entry. Now I don't only know that I will go back, but that I must go back.