I was driving down Montana 28. Legally Blonde was blaring through my speakers as I looked at the beautiful scenery. I was only 2 hours from Glacier National Park, which sounded like nothing after my grueling 10 hours leading up to that point. Suddenly my car slowed to a stop. I couldn’t go above 3 mph. I pulled over, turned on my hazards and got out my phone to call my parents. When I opened my phone I noticed the “no service” in the upper right hand corner. Naturally I panicked. I got out of my car, popped my hood, and stuck out my thumb in hopes for a kind soul. Twenty minutes later a woman named Kay picked me up and took me to the nearest town, Plains Montana. Once in Plains I called my parents to inform them of my whereabouts, got on the
