Leavenworth

So this last weekend, we went up to Leavenworth with my husband’s family. It was the first time I’d actually spent the night in Leavenworth, and previous to this I’d only ever been there three times — once when it was excruciatingly hot, once when it was extremely cold (and I was eight months pregnant and terrified of slipping on the icy streets), and once when it was actually quite nice but we didn’t get to explore as long as I’d hoped. To get to stay overnight was so, so nice! We stayed at the Enzian Inn, which is well known for the man who blows the horn on the rail every morning, and where, it seems like, everyone I have ever...