Livingston, Montana

We enjoy visiting the old gateway to Yellowstone.  The store fronts are wonderful and harken back to the old west.  There are great restaurants and my favorite book store in Montana

The book store is a wonderful place off the main street with a terrific collection of western themed books set in an old storefront.  The atmosphere of the store is terrific and I always stop and buy a book when time allows.

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