We stayed at a very nice hotel on our way home from Seattle. We were the only ones in the pool the next morning. It was kind of nice not to be rushing to go anywhere for a while. The girls' swimming skills really improved during this trip thanks to hotel pools and some noodles. They both had less anxiety in the water and were more brave at floating and propelling themselves.
Somewhere in between Boise and Pocatello, we took a side trip to see the Minidoka relocation camp, which is the other half of the memorial we saw on Bainbridge Island. It was sobering to see the stark contrast between the lush island home they left and the barren high desert they came to. How heart breaking. There are a few original building still standing, although some of them have been moved around.
While there, Rachael needed to use the port-a-potty. I told her to go by herself, but she came quickly back shouting, "There's a frog in the potty!" Sure enough, we saw this little guy stranded on an island of t.p. I used two paper cups to rescue him, miraculously without getting any poo on them or me. Then we walked as far as we could toward a nearby canal and let him go. I hope he made it to the water. That was our last adventure on our Seattle vacation.
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