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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
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- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... Norma continue on Pocatello and will spend the night at Ken & Krys' house. Dave and Ann will get up Sunday morning and start riding. We'll hopefully all meet up for lunch at Massacre Rocks State Park, then we'll will continue riding toward Pocatello until we've had enough for day 1. If the winds are favorable we might even make it all the way to Ken & Krys' house!
... path revealed backyards ringed with ribbon wire, strewn with junk and ramshackle houses where we managed to wake up the neighborhood dogs resulting in owners yelling for them to shut-up; this was not the peaceful river ride I had envisioned. At least we got some exercise and arriving back at the van George discovered he had a flat tire, not surprising given the rocks we encountered, or so ...
... than I remembered him to be, and boasting quite the beer belly! (He assured us, later, that beer bellies are not hard - you just drink lots of beer and don't really exercise). Numerous neighbors were there, young and old. After a few minutes, a tall, thin, rag-haired kid came walking toward me. Although I never would have recognized him, I knew it was my cousin Tim. Smile, handshake, hug, and happy birthday. Immediately after, grub ...
... I be missing my friends at home this summer but also our Koi fish and pond. Be VERY careful what you tell Vicki!! LOL She and DH Larry fixed me up with Louie for my birthday. He is a beautiful blue with long red tipped fins, reminds me of our Butterfly Koi. He is so interested in all that goes on around him that I am sure he will gain from his travels. (not!) Will keep you all in the loop.
... headed up to a place where we could taste a sampling of Washington wines from the porch of an old villa with fantastic views over gently rolling hills planted in vines and fruit trees, and marmots. Pure misery, as dad would say.
Back in town, we enjoyed an authentic Italian meal at a place called the Olive Garden. The menu said all its chefs trained in Italy, and we believed it.