Yes, we made it to Houston, but Houston, British Columbia, on our trek back toward the states. Had to get a picture of Mr. Squirrel with the Houston sign. Their claim to fame is the largest fishing rod in the world. Ken had to have his picture with it to give it perspective. We visited their community market and, to Ken's delight, a Mennonite lady had bags of homemade egg noodles like his mother used to make. They discussed the process, including the use of brown free range eggs. He bought all she had of the small noodles. We have some soups to make when we get home. We stayed overnight and the RV park was really pretty. The flowers in these northern regions are just gorgeous. Their colors are so vibrant and deep that they look fake. They aren't fake, but indeed very real. The wooden pot with blue flowers is made from a hollow tree trunk. The gnarly growths on each side of the trunk are called "burls" and they often remove the burls to make beautiful bowls out of them.
Looking at our direction back into Washington state and into Idaho, we found Deer Park, Washington, so we had to drive through it. Not much there, very small but pretty. We barely got the picture showing the sign.
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