I realize that, to anyone reading my blog, it appears that all I do is travel. I really don’t. It’s just that the times I do travel provide the best fodder for posts.
Take my recent first-time trip to Spokane, Washington. It takes a long time to get to Spokane from McKinney (and even longer to get back) but SO worth it! I actually went there for work, but as a perk I got to see my friend Christy, a transplanted Texan who now lives in Spokane.
So once I got in town, checked into my hotel (Oh, the hotel. It gets its own post. Maybe more than one.), and checked my email to make sure there were no crises at the WoFfice that needed my attention, Christy and I went out on the town. Party animals that we are, that translates to ‘we went for a walk along the river.’
And rode a gondola over the falls. Christy confessed she’d never had the nerve to ride them before, but everyone before us came back safely so she risked it. I’m happy to say she lived to tell the tale.
These are falls over which the gondolas went. Apparently the power company was using half the water, so they’re not up to their usual speed, as it were.
Next we rode the carousel.
I laughed when I saw the seatbelt. (Seriously? How fast can this thing go?) Um, pretty darn fast. These horses went at a gallop. I managed to grab the ring a few times but didn’t get it thrown through the hole. The fact that I thought, the first time around, that I was supposed to throw the ring at a flower bucket hanging from the ceiling may have played some part in my poor showing. That and my complete lack of physical prowess, of course.
Next we visited the trash-eating goat. You push a button, the vacuum comes on, you hold your trash by his mouth and whoosh! Down the gullet it goes.
This is all still in the park along the river, you understand. But the coolest thing ever was this wagon:
How awesome is that? It even has a slide…and it would’ve been lame to go down the stairs, so…
After wandering around some more—it’s a great park for wandering—we headed to a place called Moxie for dinner. O.M.G. Christy can recommend restaurants to me anytime. We started with this:
“Seared Prosciutto Wrapped Fresh Mozzarella; Tomato Carpaccio, White Truffle Vinaigrette, Fresh Basil” so it was basically cheese wrapped in bacon and what’s not to love about that?
Next I got to taste something I’d only heard about on Iron Chef: Kobe beef. It came in the form of a “Grilled Kobe Beef Burger with Truffle Butter, Blue Cheese, Grilled Portobello Mushroom, Apple Smoked Bacon, Drizzled with Demi-Glace. I wanted to cry, it was so good.
Christy had meatloaf–but this is not your average meatloaf, no sirree. It’s Charbroiled Chipotle Glazed Meatloaf with Sour Cream Whipped Yukon Gold Potatoes. Yum!
After dinner we strolled back to the hotel to sit in the lobby (mercy, that lobby), watch people, and entertain ourselves in a way that deserves its own post. But not before Christy spotted a couple silhouetted in the window of a loft dancing. Waltzing or something similar. Awwwwwww. How romantic is that? She tried to take a picture of them, but was spotted by the couple, who then waved at us. (Busted!) We waved sheepishly back and went on inside.
Some time later I discovered that loft was, in fact, a dance studio. Sigh. So much for romance.