Well, this is not exactly Eastern Washington, it’s on the way and it’s in Roslyn, where you can get the best beef jerky in the world. At least that’s my opinion.
The trip was good, but it sure is hot hot hot over there. So hot that I got a heat rash, which according to The Wife is a rash only babies get and she laughed and laughed and laughed.
We went over there for a wedding, so the whole weekend was pretty much busy with wedding-related stuff. Honestly, I’m not a big fan of weddings, it always makes me feel sad and lonely, even if I’m there with family. So we made it through, had way too much unhealthy food to eat and no real alternatives, and drove back home on Sunday.
Man, that’s really all there is. A weekend that felt busier than a regular work day.