Why He Hate Me?

Tonight is our last night in the great state of Washington. We fly out of SeaTac on the red-eye tomorrow night.

A co-worker suggested we come to Leavenworth to see the little town that turned itself into a spitting image of Bavaria.

Mr. Quayle, I know Bavaria and this is no Bavaria. It is like a theme park gone horribly, horribly awry.

Exhibit One–the room art:

Exhibit Two–a close-up of that lamp:

The only thing to do is to enjoy the Okanagan Spring Pale Ale we bought in Victoria.

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