Day 14!

Rest day in Billings!

I took it easy today.

You'd think that near a university there'd be lots of cool, funky places to eat and hang out. Not so, near the University of Montana, Billings. The closest place for breakfast was a Perkins, several blocks away. Neither cool, nor funky, but I had a good breakfast there with Liz and Janet.

The rest of the day was extremely exciting: laundry, bike-cleaning, blog-updating, and even some relaxing reading.

Janet, Barb, Liz, and I walked quite a ways downtown for dinner. Old horseshoes around a tree in downtown Billings:


An old library building:
Notice the horse on the porch:
This city, which reminds me a lot of Yakima (though Billings is bigger and newer), is very deserted on a Sunday evening.
After the walk back to the dorm, I, the sweaty pig that I am, was a sweaty pig. Now, you know.

A lousy Big Ride limerick:

So this gal pedals up hill and down
on the passes she tries not to frown
she shifts to low gear
then wonders, with fear,
"is there a bathroom in the next tiny town?"

If you pass through Montana you'll see
a nice healthy bush or a tree
by the side of the road
(the next line's in code)
it was fertilized by none other than me