It was a unique, city hole-in-the-wall & I loved it. But what I loved even more was the Jamaican Jerk Chicken that I bought for lunch today from a food cart two blocks from our host:
That dish was delicious: spicy rice, crunchy chicken, a filling cabbage salad, and two festivals.
After finding lunch I hung out in the park for a while, making phone calls and catching up on some reading. Soon it was time for dinner. Dinner today was a special event, where I met Asa, a pen pal from Pleasant Valley Summer Camp. The camp, campers, and parents provided a dinner for us with the help of the church, while some kids performed a skit they prepared earlier that day. It was wonderful to interact with the community and meet the people that we had inspired.
The night finished quietly as we cleaned up the area and crept downstairs to catch some sleep. Tomorrow we'll be riding through the desert to Grand Coulee, WA.
I still haven't fully accepted that we are on the last leg of the trip, the last state, the home stretch...
Westward Through Washington,
James
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