Spokanistan

So last weekend, after 20 some odd years of Washington living, I finally visited the fine town of Spokane. I took few photos, but I really liked the ones that I did take. One of the coolest things we did was visit the Davenport Hotel in downtown Spokane. The lobby was so dang cool:


We sat in chairs that could fit two of us. Here, Stephanie recounts some Davenport history.
Later on in the weekend, we went up to Green Bluff which is a community full of farmers selling things. We chose to go to Apple Fest, which seems to occur on a weekly basis. Stephanie really wanted a pony ride but I told her that she was too big -- but not too big for the hat.
At Apple Fest they let you pick your own apples. Here's us riding out to the orchard with Grandma Jackie and cousin Andrea.

I told Stephanie that I wouldn't mind inheriting an apple orchard, but she said she would just sell it. It's hard to tell from her expression here.
On the way home we stopped at the Gorge and were nearly blown over the edge.

Overall, I really liked Spokane. I guess it's time for me to stop dissing it.