As a result of my new-found ability to bid for schedules I want
AND actually get what I ask for, I have not been doing a lot of multi-day trips, and thus no overnights. I have not had an overnight in months. Months, I tell you! Furthermore, any days off have been taken up with going to weddings, baby showers, bridal showers, dental appointments, etc. These would have been totes lame to blog about. Nevertheless, I have returned with an overnight in Belgrade . . . Montana! You see, I have a very early report time tomorrow, so we are just a short distance from the airport and rather than actually being in the much better-known Bozeman, we are in Belgrade. It is not exactly central to . . . anything.
This did not stop me from exploring Belgrade. I went for a walk through what I thought would be downtown Belgrade. I saw a street called "Main," and reckoned this would be real cute and have saloons and gambling halls and such. It did not. In fact, it was primarily grain elevators and warehouses. There were no sidewalks. I was the only pedestrian.
On Main Street, there was a place called the Madison River Brewing Company. It was actually kind of hidden among the other warehouses, but my keen vision aided me in my quest. I sampled two of their beers and I was able to enter the establishment without any records scratching and curious gazes. That being said, I was the only patron who was not part of the illustrious "Mug Club," where one has a permanent mug hanging on the wall. In spite of this, the service was friendly and my bill for two beers was a mere $7. Mmmmm Montana.
It is my hope that my photos have accurately captured the spirit of Belgrade. As this is Big Sky country, I really tried to showcase this fact. Can you see it? It is as big as they say. After the brewery, I made a stop for dinner at McDonalds and made my way past the graveyard of old farm vehicles and back to the Holiday Inn Express.
Later this month, I will have another overnight in San Antonio, but until then you will have to satisfy your cravings for Flyin' Brian with these pictures of beautiful Belgrade, Montana. And the worst part is that, despite being at a Holiday Inn Express, we will be leaving over an hour before they start serving breakfast. No cinnamon rolls! Sad face.
Later this month, I will have another overnight in San Antonio, but until then you will have to satisfy your cravings for Flyin' Brian with these pictures of beautiful Belgrade, Montana. And the worst part is that, despite being at a Holiday Inn Express, we will be leaving over an hour before they start serving breakfast. No cinnamon rolls! Sad face. 