We went on a road trip this past weekend. Originally we were schedule to go to Boise, Id for a lacrosse tournament. But the weather got in the way and the tournament was cancelled.
I had already taken the weekend off work, the girls were out of school on Friday and we had a non-refundable hotel room. Therefore, after a brief family conference, we decided to go anyway. None of us had been to Boise and we were ready for an adventure.
Here are a few photos in no particular order.
In downtown Boise there is an alley covered in graffiti. The graffiti is commissioned so I'm not sure if you can even call it graffiti. This butterfly was my favorite.
Downtown Caldwell (adjacent to Boise) is a veritable ghost town. I still found some photographic inspiration.
The middle of nowhere Oregon, somewhere near Juntura, Oregon had just the right amount of grunge. I am especially smitten with the worn floor.
We found a fabulous old bicycle locked up in a back alley. It had been retrofitted with a gasoline motor. As we were admiring it its owner came by and let us take it for a spin. Mr. Peculiar was enamored. Bike engines can be found online and fit on most bicycles (even vintage ones). You learn something new everyday!
We ate at a couple of noteworthy places. For breakfast I recommend Goldy's Breakfast Bistro. It has a great cozy atmosphere. Plus you can wait for your table at their coffee shop next door -- perfect on a cold rainy morning.
For dinner I recommend Fork. They specialize in local sustainable food. I had corned beef and cabbage (guess what day we at there). The food and presentation was excellent.
This sweet horse was outside the market in Dayville, Or. Oh how I'd love to take him home! But alas it was not to be.
All in all we had a good time. We explored. I got some knitting done. We spent quality time together as a family. There is something to be said for getting out of dodge and breaking up the day-to-day routine.
And now back to said routine; school, work, laundry and dishes, nightly lacrosse practice and cooking at home. As my neighbor always says, "It's all good."