Okay, so you spend the morning looking at pictures of traffic through the Dakotas and things get stuck in your head. Things like the Wyoming license plate, and the word itself–Wyoming–and how cool it is, and how you really want more words that start Wy, and then…well, then you write Wyoming instead of Montana. I’m correcting the original text, but just in case anyone’s wondering why my road trip stopped with Wyoming, it’s because I meant to write Massachusetts to MONTANA.

Missoula, to be exact. At which point it becomes a train trip. But that’s secret. Shhhh.