In South Dakota, we had some bars on our cell phones, but no mobile Internet access. When we asked a waitress (am I allowed to use the word waitress any more?) about this she said, “Is that AT&T? We don’t have AT&T out here.” Oh. I wish I’d known that. So, no iPhone access except with wireless, since they have an exclusive with AT&T.
I think I could get to like this South Dakota place. No iPhones.
In Nebraska, we ran into a gas station that did not accept payments at the pump. We did not see the population sign for this town, but we know it’s way less than 145 people. They try to make accomodate this omission by letting you fill BEFORE you pay. Who lets you do that these days? Under normal circumstances they can probably recognize every car that fills up there.
They seemed puzzled about why a multi-racial group clearly from out of town would be driving on this remote road, filling the gas tank at closing time — 9 pm.
The Road to Mt Rushmore, 2010 