Saturday, July 5, 2008

Breaking and Entering: Gas Station

On a search for peaches this afternoon in the farms outside Walla Walla, Wash., my friends and I came across this old gas station, tucked with goats and old trucks next to a disheveled-but-still-functional home.

Inside was nothing too thrilling, I saw through a smashed window: boxes of yarn and old lamps galore.

The cool part was both pumps listed gas at 17 cents a gallon. I don't know if I buy it, because the internet tells me that even in 1950, gas was 26 cents. In any case, I liked it.

Walla Walla is lovely. Still on the lookout for those peaches.

1 comment:

Eden From Sweden said...

Yip! Walla Walla made a blog. What's next for the Big City? Dancing with the Stars? Real World: Walla Walla?