September 2004

Next we drove to Spokane, Washington.  On the way there we passed through Wallace, Idaho, where prostitution was legal until only about ten years ago.  This sign was posted in a park we stopped at.  Too bad we didn't have the dogs with us... 

In Spokane we went to visit our best friends, Tim and Maren Engh.  They let us stay in their house, which is here, with them standing in front of it.  Thanks guys!

Here's a picture of the four of us, on Tim and Maren's back porch, just before we went out to Tony Roma's.  You don't really appreciate Tony Roma's until you've lived outside the country for ten years.

Tim and I decided to be hippies for a day and went folfing at the awesome course in Spokane.  Folfing is "Frisbee golfing" in case you don't know.  Unlike the other folfers there that day, we didn't smoke any weed.

Ninth hole, par three.  The basket is way down at the end of the dirt path, just in front of the water.  I actually made this one in two shots!

When we got back to Mom's house, we had dinner with Jean, Jack, Dan, Vicky, Mom, and Grandma.  Once again, nobody smoked any weed.

Grandma played the piano, like she usually does, and it was awesome.  I think this is quite possibly the first picture of her ever on the Internet (except for the one above).

After Grandma played solo, Tanya joined her for some Chopsticks.  She needed a little coaching, however, so Mom and Vicky volunteered to help.

Dude!  Check out the sideburns!  I would wear them like this all the time if I could!