big city life

I suppose it should be expected, but we didn't expect it to happen there.

We were just trying to take advantage of the nice weather Saturday afternoon. A drive through the park, then a stop to walk around and actually be in the weather. On our return, the car had either gained a dent or lost some structural integrity.

There weren't more than 12 cars in a lot with spaces for 50. Our space was in the midst of the few cars, nothing attention-grabbing about it. But someone decided their car also needed to occupy a piece of the space, the same spot our left rear corner was occupying.

Someone else walking along told us they'd seen the hit; they believed the man in the offending car was teaching his partner to drive. They'd told him a note would be left. Of course, it wasn't.

They managed to push our car well out of the center of the space. Other than losing a few cubic inches off our bumper's profile, there appears to be no real damage. Our new Glacier National Park bumper sticker, however, was torn and obscured. Insult, no injury.