The guys sure have found some interesting accomodations on this trip! They've made it a game of sorts to try to stay at the place with the most outlandish name. At the Flamingo Motel last night in Cardston, they said pretty much everything was pink - pink fixtures, pink garbage cans, even evidence that all of the walls had once been painted pink. This afternoon they made it to the end of the biking portion of their trip in Shelby, Montana. I can't remember the name of the hotel they're staying in this evening, but they were greeted by a very friendly gal at the front desk named Theresa who had exactly one tooth. They were glad they made reservations ahead of time because the town is hopping with senior citizens who are in town for a class reunion for all classes from the '60s. Toothless Theresa recommended a place across the street for dinner. Actually, she first recommended that the guys come to her place for dinner! Oh dear...
Tomorrow they pack up their bikes in boxes and board the Amtrak train, bound for Minneapolis. They've become good friends with Paul at the Amtrak station because they've called so many times to amend their reservations and ask questions. Must be a small place because Paul always answers the phone!
David sent me this picture of the piece of huckleberry pie a few times, so it must be very important. :-)
And here are a few photos from the trip through Glacier National Park...
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