Stories of Spokane

On Saturday, B-Lo and I flew to Spokane to see some NCAA games. Our trip was sponsored by KUTV. We almost didn't make it. Our flight was at 8:22am on Saturday morning. When we got the airport, it looked like this:













Actually the airport looked much, much worse. More like Beirut. There were millions of people everywhere and they all had huge ski bags. I was amazed. I have never, ever seen SLC airport that busy. It turns out the bad weather on the East coast caused alot of people to miss their flights and be rerouted. We missed our flight and didn't get on another flight until nearly four in the afternoon.

Here I am in flight:














I was pleasantly surprised by Spokane. The city is really pretty and the group we traveled with was alot of fun.

On Sunday we watched the Texas v. USC game. I picked Texas to win. I was disappointed. The Trojans beat the Longhorns.













After the game, we went to an Indian casino. I'd never been to one before. It was incredibly confusing. You can't just put your money in a slot machine. You have to put your money in one machine, print out a voucher, and then you put your voucher in the slot machine you want to play. But other machines required you to have a plastic card that you topped up with cash and inserted that into the slot machine. I am still not sure how it all worked. I had to have it explained to me at least a dozen times. And it wasn't because I was drinking, either. The Indian casino only served soft drinks. That you helped yourself to. Like at Chuck-A-Rama. See:













Also on Sunday, we toured downtown Spokane. We went to the mall and visited the Riverfront park. The park was really pretty as was the river. I wanted to swim in the river, but gave up the idea when I saw this sign:



Now, I didn't understand why there was such a strong warning about swimming. Seriously, "STAY ALIVE"? That seemed a bit excessive.

Until I took the gondola ride and saw the crashing falls:





On Deanna's recommendation, I made sure to see the metal eating goat. Now I thought the metal eating goat was actually a LIVE goat that ate metal. But no, it was really just a metal goat.




You might notice my new shoes. And my circa 1982 preppy look. Spokane really appreciated me dressing up for them.

B-Lo got new shoes too:













We closed out the trip with a dinner downtown. I ended up meeting George Clinton's wife. I think she was drawn to my gorgeous green teeth.













Too much food colouring from St. Patrick's Day celebrations.













Today's Song: Crowing, Toad the Wet Sprocket