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Somewhere Outside of Spokane

  • Writer: vkinkler
    vkinkler
  • Jul 12, 2015
  • 2 min read

We made it to Spokane with daylight to spare and nowhere to sleep.

What an interesting place.

Sex shops and hydroponic suppliers on every block. A place where they sell marijuana infused lattes and--true to rumor--it rains all day.

Local art floods the walls of everything from the sandwich shop to the sporting goods shop.

We bought a "Washington Discovery Pass", which is necessary for camping in Washington. Once my family arrived, Boe and I left the others to set up camp in the imminent rain. We went to an Italian restuarant where all the servers wore strange and nonsensical hats.

After a night at the Fairfield Inn Downtown (the only available rooms in town) we went shopping at a quaint little brick mall located in an old flour mill; it featured novelties such as a chocolate shop and a fossil shop.

I went a bit bananas in the fossil shop. So many shells and bugs and other fun stuff.

Just before departing for Seattle, I had the best tuna salad sandwich of my life and a NW craft beer at Stella's Sandwich Shop--which features a streetside garage door as the main entrance.

Somewhere outside of Spokane, we pulled over and played by Spokane River.

We reached Seattle just in time to set up in overflow camping at Salt Water State Park. Though it was basically right in town, there was a creek and it was quiet. It also had showers! Which means I was spoiled with a shower two nights in a row.

After persuading Jared to drive, we got a buzz on and headed down town to an MGMT laser show at the Pacific Science Center. It was a fun experience, but I wouldn't go again.

The next day we went to Pike Marketplace; 4 stories of hellish overcrowding featuring the stench of fish and a boutique or market for anyone and everyone. Bookoos of fresh fruit and flowers competed with concert poster reprints and vintage Playboy magazines for attention.

After escaping Pikes, I went down to the water front plaza where I got a slice and a beer and ate in the harbor for $10.

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We kissed Seattle good-bye and looked toward Olympia.

By this point, the car was a certifiable disaster. Food, souvenirs, and camp supplies everywhere. Random forest debris covered the floor.

It was impossible to find anything without unpacking everything. Rearview mirror usage was long gone.

Two days behind schedule.

One day away from the Pacific Ocean.

 
 
 

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