1.) The Wood
I've been pondering the first place I should write about.
I've been to a lot of places around the United States and quite a few places around the world.
I closed my eyes and tried to envision one of my favorite places in the world.
Well duh, that is home. Plentywood, Montana.
Everyone says their favorite place is home. But mine really is awesome. Ask anyone who has visited. My home is in Montana and I only wear a bandanna part of the time.
Where I come from, you can literally reach out and touch the stars. All billion of them. I grew up on a farm, so each and every star IS the back porch light. The rolling hills, wild animals, day to day activities are what really makes this place spectacular.
In Montana, a person is able to peak into the past so to speak. It is not like Montana is stuck in the stone age. But here, people work for a living. They get their hands dirty and actually build their being through sweat and blood.
Here, each and every person's existence is important. It takes a lot of work and a lot of fun to run a remote, beautiful area such as this.
Because in this vast area.
People rule themselves.
Moccasin Approved.
2.) Washington D.C., Smithsonian Style
About four months ago I took a journey. With only a general direction in mind, I took off in my car. While I knew my final destination, the rest was a gigantic question. My starting point? Fargo, North Dakota. I'd lived there for 3 years. My destination? Plantation, Florida, Where I'd planned to live for an undefined amount of time. I knew it could be a couple months or a couple years.
I'd just graduated college and decided to take some time off and just be. Be whatever it was I wanted to for a questionable amount of time. I packed up my car, my sister Bridget, and we hit the road. We spent a week driving to and down the East Coast, doing whatever we wanted to do and seeing whatever we wanted to see.
One of my favorite places was Washington D.C. In all it's magestic capital glory. There is some sort of feeling you get when you visit your nation's capital for the first time. While it's too difficult to describe, I can tell you it is a humbling experience.
We only spent a day there, and we could have spent a week. We drove in late one night and stayed in the outskirts of D.C. in a cheap motel. The next morning we hopped on the Metro and for a cheap $5 (round-trip). The subway took us straight to the heart of the country. , and boy was it amazing. We gazed and discovered, cheers-ed our $2 hotdogs and learned a lot.
MY GOODNESS.
And Ooo, look, look what I found!
Stay tuned for more about D.C.
Moccasin Approved.
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