According to the little poorly scaled live satellite map, I'm somewhere over Montana and approaching Idaho. I'm having a Sam Gamgee moment: This is officially the furthest I've ever been from home.
I can see some foothills with a fairly wide river meandering through and a smallish town (or at least a town that looks small from 42,000 feet) is situation along a bend. A big downside to flying is not having roadsigns to tell you where they are. I suspect I'm looking at Hwy 90, roughly over Missoula.