It's a real railroad car diner, and is very popular with the locals for breakfast. We sat at the counter and watched the cooks prepare mountains of hash browns on the grill. (The cooks all looked Hispanic, and once again I wondered, if they kick out all the Mexicans, who will feed America?)
Leo had a giant corned beef and hash with biscuit, while I continued my quest to eat every pumpkin flavored item in the world and had a pumpkin waffle. 👍👍
Then we headed west to the Grand Coulee Dam and north through Omak and Oroville and crossed into our own country at Osoyoos.
We stayed overnight at Swiws (formerly Haines Point) provincial park. We were appalled to see the camping fee was $32, but then the park attendant asked if either of us was over 65, in which case it was half price, $16. Score!
The next morning we changed the gps over from miles to metric, and then the kilometres just melted away, and before we knew it were pulling into our driveway. Home at last!
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