Cali

In West Yellowstone it was 11 pm and I was jonesing for a coke. So I get on my bicycle dressed in flip-flops, sweat pants, and a bright orange puffy jacket. As I wonder about the empty streets a clearly inebriated guy yells at me. He asks me were I’m from cause I don’t look like a local. I stop and he asks me to go get a beer with him. I go inside and he asks where I’m from and where I’m going. After finding out, he insists on buying all of the beer and we tour the local bars. He is from Sacramento CA and now lives in Boise ID. He decided to leave for a few days cause school is back in session and the students annoy him. I had a very interesting evening and roll back to my tent feeling warm on the inside.