Greetings from Boise and the penultimate day of our vacation! 16 days and counting.

My favorite artwork in the Freak Alley Gallery. Boise was hopping on a Saturday night!
The Idaho capital really does lean right (and that’s all I’m going to say about that). I can’t help myself, so I will go on to say that every capital building is beautiful on the outside but what takes place on the inside not so much. Ok, now I’m done.
Whitewater park on the Boise river. We were told they change the shape of the dam opening for different watercraft – when we crossed on the way to lunch it was set up for Kayaks, and when we came back after lunch it was all surf boards. There were 20 people lined up on each side waiting their turn to ride the wave – if they were good they could kind of go back and forth without going downstream, but most seemed to have my ability (i.e. none) and so just went for a swim
Enjoying low humidity and light cloud cover at the botanical gardens; that’s the old penitentiary over our left shoulders and downtown in the distance over our right shoulders. Yes, they had lovely plants and flowers along with a twin focus on Lewis and Clark (and Sacajawea too) on the one hand and fire resistant plants on the other. The west is apparently more different than just stopping for pedestrians
The first thing we did was go to the art festival. I’m totally opposed to taking pictures of food, and the vendors are opposed to taking pictures of their art, so I have no pictures of what I enjoyed, but my better half is called that for a reason so we are left with this fine gentleman and his one man band as the only picture from a thoroughly enjoyable evening.