We drove on I-84 this past week and thoroughly enjoyed the fact that Idahoans realize their state has nothing to offer so the speed limit is 75. Makes flying through that state real easy. All is wonderful as we coast west to visit my sister. And then Oregon happens. Oregon via I-84 is as ugly as Idaho, yet the good people of Oregon don't know that and they make us follow a speed limit of 65. The state goes on forever. And I can't even pump my own gas? I wanted to hit my head against the dashboard multiple times. As soon as we got through Oregon, we did a happy dance.