Over the River…

I am writing to you awesome people from the beautiful land of Coeur d’Alene, Idaho! This city is one of the visually pleasant cities I have ever been in, in all my worldly travels. Not only is the scenery nice and the weather decent – but the people are very neighborly and small town-ish. Every one seems to greet everyone else with a “hello” and a smile. That’s the way I think God intended.
As with all my trips across the boarder from Washington to Idaho, it took us about 6 hours of driving and trying to stay awake at the wheel. The travel from hustle and bustle Seattle, to Sleepy yet satisfying Coeur d’Alene is a bit monotone this time of year. While the mud flaps on the semi ahead of you may sparkle with its mirror-finished provocatively posed silhouettes – they have little long term effect on the ol’ peepers.

We stopped in the ever-rushing intersection of a town called Ritzville. Ritzville. for the most part consists of a Zips, three gas stations, a McDonald’s, a Taco Bell and a Starbucks. We loaded up at the convenience store affixed to one of these gas stations with Mentos, Smartfood Popcorn, and some sodas. We made one more stop at the Starbucks, since they had a drive-thru… WOO HOO!

I knew what I wanted and asked my precious bride if she already had made her choice as well – we weren’t even at the order voice-box thingy, but was pleased to know that she too was prepared for order-giving. She asked for a peppermint latte. I regurgitate the request to the sassy voice coming from the crimson rectangle ahead of me. “What size would you like?” In true sitcom style I played the tennis spectator while relaying info back and forth. “Tall, please.” “Okay, and anything else I can get for you today?” “Oh, sorry – can you make that a non-fat one, please.” “Certainly…” “…And can you please make that with no whip cream, please?” “… Okay… and is there anything more I can get for you?” “Yes please, I would also like a Frappuccino, caramel, venti… I would like one Venti caramel Frappuccino, please.” “Great!” “All the fat, please.” “Your total will be 11.36 at the window, thank you.” No, thank YOU. It was sublime – I never had such delicious caramel. all Wednesday.

Suffice to say, the Frappuccino allowed me to stay vertical the rest of the way to Idaho.

My in-laws house is really cool. It is three stories and has plenty of room for losing kids and letting them kill each other while adults escape into the living room and shit chat about future models of children we plan on producing – which may warrant protecting from such deaths.

One of the things I don’t care for much is their toilets. The toilets here are wide mouthed and filled rather full of water. Id’s say they use double the amount of water I see in most toilets. I’m not conducting any scientific “volume of water” tests – but its a hefty amount. In fact it is full enough that my ‘boys’ nearly always take a quick dip my first time using them in a while. My ‘boys’ have just today earned the new nickname: “the rabis” cause they come out with those curly dread lock type “hair dos”. And no, they don’t play dreidel!

So anyway – here I am in the cusp of cold and clear Idaho. I hope you all have a very happy Thanksgiving day, stay safe and healthy – and God bless each and every one of you. Peace out.

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