North Dakota can be a strange place. While the eastern portion of the state is practically the absence of geography, just flat plains reaching out to forever, the lay of the land begins to shift the closer you approach Montana. If you're following Interstate 94 like I was, eventually you'll reach Theodore Roosevelt National Park, and the badlands that it protects. Seeing that landscape out there, eroded hills and valleys of a sort I'd never seen before, was the first geographic clue that I was finally in the wide-open West.
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