Sunday, March 13, 2011
Martha arrived at Reno airport on the 11:10 AM (one-stop, no plane change from Albany) and we loaded her gear into the Eurovan and headed toward Oregon. Our goal was Klamath Falls in time for dinner and a hotel. We arrived in Klamath in a downpour. It was raining so hard that if you were not underneath the portico, you’d be soaked. We checked into our room and decided on a steakhouse in the old downtown. After one wrong turn proclaimed by the GPS, we got straightened out and on the right street. The downtown area was cute, and being a Sunday night, we were about the only party in the restaurant, a few others finished up their meals as we walked in giving us some assurance that we weren’t about to make a big mistake. Our waiter was chatty and full of suggestions. Our meals were wonderful. Mine was the best steak I’ve had in years. Truly. A quiet dining experience in a somewhat-strange town was a nice way for Martha and I to become reacquainted!
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