My theory that "interest in my car" is inversely proportional to how close we are to a MINI dealership is proving true. The last town we stopped in for gas in South Dakota proved this true - pretty much everyone who drove by was gawking at us (maybe it's the Barnslig on the dashboard...) and yet another rest stop patron inquired as to what kind of car it was.
So besides that person and the "Can I sit in it?!" lady from Washington, I also had a dude roll his window down and give us an enthusiastic thumbs-up while driving through Montana, and lots of peeking in the windows at rest stops.
We've only seen 5 other MINIs in the 1000+ miles we've drive thus far - the best one was this afternoon in Montana after driving 10 miles on an unpaved highway - I waved (ask Monk why the window was down! :) and they honked back and gave a big wave back. We'll probably see a lot more apathetic MINI owners once we get closer to Chicago, at least if it's anything like Seattle where half the MINI owners there just look confused if you wave at them. Even the low-key "hand-half-off-the-steering-wheel" wave. Lame...
Also, there are lots of turtles crossing the highway in Montana and Wyoming. Who knew?
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