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Was it worth it to pop over the border and spend Day 40 in Vancouver? Yes. Did I absolutely love it? No. Vancouver is a nice city with a lot going on and tons to do. It’s one of those cities where I don’t think anyone could get bored in and there’s something to do for absolutely every type of person. It’s on the water (a plus for me, as you know), is clean and the people are nice. But it’s very gray. And rather cold. I’m sure that has to do in part with the time of year, but it’s October! I’m used to bright fall days in New England in October. Okay, maybe not every day, and maybe I caught Vancouver on an off day, but I could tell it just wasn’t the city for me. Hey, at least I ruled another one out! I would like to go back and spend more time in Vancouver – go up Grouse Mountain, explore more of Stanley Park (love the totem poles there) and walk around Chinatown. But maybe that’s best done in the spring or summer…

Now I’m back in the States (took an hour to get through the traffic at the border – but for the first time I wasn’t grilled by Immigration) and happily settled in Monroe, Washington, just outside Seattle, staying with Matt (an old friend of Tara’s) and Aleta, and their sweet dog Tikka. They took me to a fabulous little Mexican restaurant Tijuana’s and helped me plan Day 41. I’m off to find vampires and werewolves. Wish me luck…

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My dad will be happy: I made it to my destination in the daylight! It helped that I left Idaho fairly early, and that I didn’t see too many places that lured me to stop. Can’t say there’s that much to see right off I-90 in Washington, so I pretty much repeated yesterday: put the heat on, finished the book on my ipod (excellent) and drove. Six and a half hours (not counting stops) and 430 miles. Can’t believe I’m not sick of driving yet!

The one really good stop of the day was at a scenic lookout over the Columbia River and the Ginko Petrified Forest State Park. I was diligently both watching and listening for rattlesnakes (per the warning signs) when I heard a sound and nearly jumped out of my boots! It wasn’t a rattlesnake, though, it was Tim McGraw singing to me from my bag – Tina’s ringtone. I breathed a sigh of relief and answered it, inviting her to enjoy the view with me. It really was breathtaking –  of course, I think that about nearly every body of water, and the surrounding mountains and forest just added to it. I wished I could spend a few hours getting lost in the forest, but I knew I still had a long way to go…

I hadn’t originally intended to go to Vancouver. In fact, I had specifically said I was NOT going to go to Canada at all, but I blew that the first night when I went to the Canadian side of Niagara Falls! So when Jeff and some of his friends were insisting that if I was going to Seattle I had to go to Vancouver, too, I couldn’t think of a good reason not to check it out. Especially since it looks like I’m going to skip Vegas and the Grand Canyon, as the people who were going to meet me there canceled. I don’t feel like going to Vegas alone (and I have been there before) and I’d rather see the Grand Canyon when my mom can join me, as that’s always been her dream, not mine. So it looks like I have a couple extra days to play with and Vancouver seemed as good an addition as any. Will let you know tomorrow if it was worth it!

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I must start taking advantage of my cousin’s wildlife sanctuaries (Mass Audubon) – there is something incredibly peaceful and invigorating about hiking in the middle of the woods, just you and nature (well, and the occasional fellow tourists, since I was thinking this at Mount Rushmore). I wish I’d discovered this years ago and taken Nicky to more places like this when he was little rather than Boston all the time. No wonder he’s such a city boy! (I know, look who’s talking…)

Anyway, Mount Rushmore – and the surrounding Black Hills Forest – are breathtaking, and the little towns (like Keystone) in the area are just like the Old West towns you’d picture and want to visit. Yet another place I wish I had more time for. But what I realized was that this is just like a cruise (only driving): I’m getting a taste for all different places so I know where I want to go back and spend more time (and possibly move to) later. I just had no idea I’d love so many!

These thoughts actually brought me – finally, on Day 37 – to thinking about my future, and what I’m going to do when I grow up. Yes, every day I have been doing my ‘real’ job search and applying for jobs in communications, but I haven’t really done any in-depth thinking about what I’d  LOVE to do. Don’t get me wrong, I really love all facets of corporate communications, but given the choice of doing absolutely anything in the world, I don’t think I’d get dressed up and go to an office every single day. (Although once I get into it, I typically love it – especially when there’s a lot going on – I thrive that way.)

So what could I do that doesn’t involve going to an office and takes advantage of all the travel I’ve been doing? And combines many of the other things I love? How about a bed and breakfast, perhaps at the Cape or in Boston, called The Travel Inn or similar? It could be a place where people not only go for a holiday, but where they are also inspired to plan their NEXT vacation. The whole place would have a travel theme, including a huge resource library (I’d hook up with the travel bureaus all over) and every room would be named after a different location and decorated with items from there. I could also offer a separate service to help them plan the logistics of their next trip. What do you think? Could it work? I think I’ll have to start roughing out a business plan as I go…

After Mount Rushmore I knew I had to stop at Crazy Horse – you can’t see one and not the other. Crazy Horse, a memorial to the North American Indians, will be the world’s largest mountain carving. It’s still a work in progress and will be for many years to come.  There’s a great little museum there and artisans selling their wares throughout.

After that, other than a brief stop at Jewel Cave National Monument (I’m afraid I was too late for a tour), it was a lot more driving – about 400 miles. Much of it was spent back in Wyoming (would have liked to see Devil’s Tower, which Teddy Roosevelt named the first national monument, but didn’t want to veer of track that much). As it was, it was after 9 pm when I got to Billings, Montana. Jeff and Lisa had recommended either Bozeman or Missoula, but I knew I couldn’t drive that far – and I’d rather hit them in the daylight when you can actually see things and appreciate the area! So I will check them out today…

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