Spokane Falls and Bridge, Spokane

When nature and architecture have a staring contest, who wins?

Here, at Spokane Falls, where the river seemed to be in a perpetual state of rebellion against the rocks. The pedestrian bridge offered a front-row seat to this natural spectacle, and I couldn't help but feel like an intruder in nature's amphitheater. The falls roared with a defiant energy, as if mocking the overcast sky that tried to dampen their spirit. The surrounding greenery, with its trees and bushes, provided a serene contrast to the relentless flow of water. In the distance, a pavilion with a conical roof stood as a testament to human ingenuity, blending seamlessly into the natural landscape. Spokane, with its unique ability to merge the urban with the wild, had once again left me in awe. As I stood there, watching the water cascade over the rocks, I couldn't help but ponder the eternal struggle between nature and man. The river, undeterred by time or weather, continued its journey, reminding me that in the grand scheme of things, nature always has the upper hand. It's moments like these that make travel worthwhile – the unexpected encounters with the sublime that leave you both humbled and exhilarated.