Yesterday was just one of those days when I had to go somewhere, anywhere, anyplace. I asked my wife if she would like to get out for the day since we have taken very few excursions sine my last hospital jaunt.
She, of course, wanted to, so we gassed up, and then we put some fuel in the car, too, and off we went. My wife kept asking me where were going, and I kept answering that it was a surprise. Of course, that was code for "I don't have the foggiest idea".
I drove down Sherman Avenue, and then to the #95 junction where you can take a right and go to Canada, or you can take a left and go to Las Vegas if you want to.My wife loves to go to Sandpoint, and we have not been in two years, so I took a right and headed north. When I got up to Sunset, I whirled around and headed south. I knew that my wife had never been to Moscow, or anywhere below the Casino. As you know, she is from Baltimore, and has not been around much in Idaho.
On we went, and I told her that she would be seeing country that she had not seen before. What a surprise it was when we got to where the Casino used to be, we found that the the whole casino had been moved, or the highway had been moved. Confusing to my brain to say the least, but on we went, driving through the Indian towns of Worley and Plummer, but we could not eat there because we didn't have a reservation, and then finally arriving in Vandal Land. She was dutifully awed by the beauty of the University of Idaho campus, and then she said, that since we were already that far, could we go on to Lewiston?
Actually, we have been throwing around the idea of moving to Lewiston because of the mild winters.They would be a lot easier on my lungs, but of course the summers are brutal. Anyway, I had already decided that we would go on to Lewiston. After all, if we were going to move there someday, she should probably see it . Sharing such little thing like this help cut down on the divorce rate, or so I found out from my first marriage.
We made it to Lewiston, looked around, and I pointed out the twin metropolis of Clarkston, Washington.
It was then that my mind began to wonder. I know that Lewiston and Clarkston are named after the two guys named Lewis and Clark.They used to do commercials in Seattle for Alaska Airlines.So, I guess they are sort of famous, but instead of naming twin cities with those dull names, how about renaming our twin cites with one of these choices?
Abbott and Costello-or Abottville, Idaho and Costelloville, Washington
Martin and Lewis-this one works great-Lewiston, Idaho and Maternally, Washington
Just think of how much fun we could have if we had Tri-Cities?
How about the Tri-Cities of -Crosby Stills and Nash?
Or, the three stooges, or----
The road to Lewiston is long and trying, and obviously does strange things to one's brain. By the way, does anyone kow what they did with the Casino, or the road that used to go by it.?
2 comments:
Cedar: Seriously...Lewiston...??? Sheeezzz Louise!
GF, We have pretty much ruled it out. We were just thinking about it because of the milder winters and my lungs.Can't afford Arizona(:)CDA is so much prettier.
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