Montana is definitely not California. For instance, in Montana they have cattle guards at the beginning of the highway ramps to keep cows from wandering onto the highway. In Clinton, Montana, they have a testicle festival (I promise I will not reference the 42rd president). The billboards (yes, billboards) announcing this annual event show a cartoon cow standing upright with his front legs crossed in front of himself looking very panicked. In Montana they have casinos in gas stations, so you can fill up your car and lose your life savings all in one stop.
Utah has its own cultural differences. In Cedar City, “Fiddler on the Roof” is part of their Shakespeare Festival. In Saint George, Utah, the Sunrise Breakfast at the Days Inn is a choice of donut, bagel, or toast and two kinds of corn flakes (frosted or unfrosted) and the worst coffee in lower 48 states. On this trip I’ve realized again that California culture is the norm by which all other cultures are measured. (See my June 30, 2008 blog on “…centric”.)
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in california we lose our life savings BY filling our tanks.
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