Weekend 2: FRIDAY

Two weeks down! Six to go!

When planning our weekend adventures, we had to be smart about what activities we wanted to do and what weather we needed to do those activities. Number one on my list was snowmobiling! After researching a few areas that offered snowmobiling, along with other opportunities for stuff to do, we finally found our destination for weekend two! LEAVENWORTH! No, not Leavenworth, Kansas with the prison, but Leavenworth, Washington with the German town.

Within a few days, we had set up our snowmobiling tour with Mountain Ridge Lodge and our hotel stay at the Inssbruker Inn.

Friday night was pretty chill for us. Everyone kept telling us to eat at this restaurant on the Spokane River. We thought it sounded good, so we drove on downtown to Anthony’s. Anthony’s was really nice and we were definitely underdressed, but the food and view was excellent.

After sampling a few different beers on tap, I settled on an IPA and Margaret toasted me with a margarita. Then came choosing what to eat for dinner! The menu was 99% fish and I had no idea that Margaret only liked salmon. Of course the salmon was the most expensive thing on the menu. After much debate and a lesson on fish from our waiter, we took the plunge and ordered fish that we had never tried before. My fish of choice was the Alaskan Ling Cod cooked in a white wine and cream cheese sauce…..holy cow was that good!  Margaret took a leap of faith with the Idaho Rainbow Trout, breaded and fried to perfection with delicious dipping sauce! YUMMMM-O! The perfect meal for our romantic dinner for two on the Spokane River!

Since we were right on the Spokane River, we had to take some pictures! The glare was pretty intense from inside, so we braved the cold winds outside of the restaurant and snapped some greats pics!

With food in our bellies and the glee that comes with a Friday night, we headed home with great plans in mind. We asked our roommate about bars in walking distance so neither of us had to worry about drinking in driving (Washington is super duper strict on DUIs). His recommendation was a place called Double Dribble that was a ¼ mile down Division (the road we live on).

In flip flops and light coats in 40 degree weather, we trudged up the hill to Double Dribble. After walking for 15 minutes without any sign of this place, we pulled out our nifty phones with GPS. The phones told us to keep walking south for half a mile, then turn left. So we did! After another 15 minutes, we stopped and though, something just isn’t right. Once again, we checked the GPS and to our astonishment we were about a mile PAST Double Dribble. Damn technology! So we walked back the way we came. By this time, my toes were numb and our faces burned from the cold winds, but we kept on going. We were determined to get that beer! We approached the area in which Double Dribble was located, finally! But wait! There was no sign, no building, NOTHING! No Double Dribble….WTF! I logged onto my phone, GPS’d it, and this is the phrase it gave me: “Permanently Closed.” Disappointed and cold, we walked the ¼ mile back to the apartment. We almost gave up, but then Big Foot’s Pub and Eatery called out our names!  We got into the car and sped over to Big Foot’s! With a pitcher of Kokanee and touch screen games, we were in heaven!