On the way we stopped at a dog park in Yakima. Drove through crazy giant rock walls, stopped at the Grand Coulee dam and drove through the reservation in the snow on a lonely road.
When we got to Republic the town was adorable, but a bit too far. We went to the consignment shop and found small town treasures on our way about and then made the hour and a half drive to the next town towards the hotel. We were the only ones in the Mexican rest and he delicious food that everyone was so hungry they cleaned their plates and then had a family swim after checking in to the hotel.
Sunday was heading home a shorter way but with a three hour stop in Chelan where we were looking at an area down a long road and then got stopped by snow so got out to walk. The way back to the truck everyone started to melt. The dog almost got away. Mom was yelling. Dad hightailed for the truck and then got bashed in the face by the big dogs collar as she tried to get back into the truck.
Home by 8. Time for baths and to bed for school. I do think we need to live more of a small town life though.