Pig out at Pig Out: You have my sympathy
I was standing in Seattle's Mercer Street Books a couple of months ago, talking to the woman behind the desk, when I happened to mention that I lived in Spokane. She looked at me with an expression that looked an awful lot like sympathy.
I laughed. Here I was, navigating my way through a city that boasts some of the worst traffic in the United States, and I was being offered sympathy for living in a city that's easy to get around in, offers a number of restaurants that would fit right in Seattle's eating scene, an independent bookstore that is one of the state's best and easy access to a number of movie theaters that play the latest releases on screens as good as you'll find pretty much anywhere.
And all of it offered at an affordable price. So, yes, I laughed.
I think I'll continue to laugh this evening as I walk through one of the annual events most closely associated with all things Spokane: Pig Out in the Park. I'll be eating something from one of the 40-odd vendors and listening to The Working Spliffs, who go onstage at 5:30.
And I'll be thinking: I'm so sorry that woman from the Seattle bookstore doesn't have the same easy access to such an annual treat.