Days Ten & Eleven: I can't seem to turn this car around.

Day ten started with me going on one last tour of my former hometown; and the mansion on the hill that has covered up my old house.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SjPLvDU-xl8

What a monstrosity. No more quaintness or charm. Our dog Kelly is buried somewhere under the mote.

We head to the Smishek Lake where the big one got away from Daddy.

And we make one last pass through Powers Lake.

Then, we hit the highway with the goal of making it to Livingston, Montana. 

I must hunker down if I want to make this goal; but I keep getting distracted by the oil wells

And Man Camps...

Every street corner is filled with now hiring signs. And there is an ad on the radio about a job fair with some oil company where the starting pay is $600-700 dollars a DAY. I imagine myself working the oil fields and I look pretty good. I could cook meatloaf and mashed potatoes for the men at the camps and cherry pie on Sundays. I use the miles to plan the menus for my man camp food truck.

Hours later I arrive in Livingston and crash for all of day eleven. And if you are going to crash, Livingston is not a bad place to do it. 

Recipes: I am so full! Was it the Spicy Basil Shrimp from the Thai restaurant or the loveliness of this town? I'll never know.

Roadtrips: At some point I have to turn around. 

Renovations: I am 3,800 miles from the person I used to be.