They water the air here. 
And go out of their way to ensure no one drowns in the Columbia River.
Otherwise, Wenatchee is similar to Davis: small, hot, nice bike paths (except of course here they irrigate the grass alongside said paths), and snobby bike stores. Granted, this one was worse than any I’d been to in Davis; at least there they assumed you wanted to fix your malfunctioning bike. Here, they told me nothing was wrong except the bike chain had gotten stretched out, and told me I was wrong when I explained that when shifting the day before, the chain kept dragging on the front derailleur, since “it wasn’t that far off”. They acted surprised when I asked them to replace the chain, since, after all, “it should still work as is”.
Wenatchee is less flat than Davis though, so nicer views.
But beware getting caught on the wrong side of the train tracks. You may have to go out of your way, onto busy streets, on a broken bike that someone will later tell you is not broken.