This photo is funny if you pronounce Butte as "butt". The only nice person I met was a cute old man who asked if I was lost. Everyone else was high on meth. Butte's only attribute is the plethora of old brick buildings and lovely surrounding scenery. Do bypass it.
Bozeman was yuppied out, and it was the only place that honked and yelled at me when I'm obviously lost with out-of-state plates. It was lacking in appealing architecture. But there were these creepy baby-toting bears!
I also stayed the night in Billings. I didn't take any photos. The woman I stayed with was absolutely wonderful, beyond anything I expected. She was certainly an anomaly. I decided to go out for a beer since when am I ever going to be in Billings again? I was surrounded by methed out maniacs, drunks, and whores. They followed me. Solicited me for services. One guy was alcohol poisoned on the corner- it was 11pm on a Tuesday. If you love meth and the sound of sirens, go to Billings!
Bozeman was yuppied out, and it was the only place that honked and yelled at me when I'm obviously lost with out-of-state plates. It was lacking in appealing architecture. But there were these creepy baby-toting bears!
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