Comfort Inn Spokane North
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... north and east of Seattle. Brooke and Annie grew up together in Devils Lake, ND. We enjoyed food and drink with them, and they got a taste of what it’s like to have a very busy one year old in your life.
Tonight we sit in Spokane, WA, ready to drive further east, closer to home, tomorrow. With any luck, we’ll get some more choppy visiting in with friends and family before we make it home. After all, life and faith are better with family ...
... are tired and impatient, always expecting instant gratification. That's not fair. Without firing a single shot, we invade your country, bully our way through and move on - leaving a trail of spent Euros and empty wine and beer bottles. (Somebody's got to do it - those bottle farmers have to eat too.) A special shout out to the Italian cabbies. In their zeal to pad the fare, and to show us every back alley and "short cut," ...
... the lake, serenaded by a local musician. We’re considering a pre-dinner happy hour social time on the terrace overlooking the lake on the second evening. Dinner on Day 3 would be in the ballroom, followed by a dessert cruise on the lake. Our farewell dinner would be in the ballroom again. Fun stuff!
While Ruth and Debbie were busy with the hotel staff yesterday, Scott and I headed east to review ...
... I love spending time with them. Jackson and I took Kuma on a bike ride to the dog park and he showed me how fast his bike can go! Stella is getting bigger and bigger and smarter too. She was hardly talking when I left and now its hard to get a word in sometimes. She looks so cute with her buck tooth.
I spent one day with Ally hiking up Mt. Spokane. I forgot my sunscreen and got a pretty good sun burn that day. Kuma had fun chasing all of the chipmunks, and running free. ...
... day we'll go back for that. Running/biking was definitely a better way to really take in northern Idaho than to quickly drive through.
The last day of the run, Steve was in pain. The accumulation of the days had worn on him but he had another 10 miles to go. Steve and Rusty trudged along. I parked the RV by some crazy looking power station, hoping the cops wouldn't be called for fear of a terrorist threat. Unfortunately, that is a sign of the times we are ...