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... they guy who put them in there showed up!! Yep, it was a guy. The one lady tells him that she had to resist no folding them!!
They two women are from the Pittsburg area . . . and traveling together (I would guess them in their mid-50’s) . . . they have done Vancouver and Victoria . . . and, like us, are now back in the US.
A couple of items weren’t quite dry, but I fold the rest . . . and hang the others in the room . . . and turn in.
... so they can unload their stuff. I look around and there are now lots of spaces ( where did they come from!?!) so I move. But I am cross as it is all so unnecessary, especially as there are two spaces and when we come back from check in, they have actually parked in the other one. Indeed, the whole place consists of people of a greater age than Owen, Ethan and I added together - and more importantly none of ...
Anyone who knows me, must know I hate to fly, however when we
can leave from Seattle and return there, I am a much happier traveler. I
think the TSA and Customs folks at SeaTac are a finer grade of public
That said, we will be leaving Seattle on United Airlines
flying to Tokyo which lasts 10 hours and 30 minutes with a
short layover at the Norita Airport then on to Singapore for 7
hours and 40 ...
... was searching for.
The work/duties were not glamorous, but I was seeing the world; thrilling to life on board a ship riding out a hurricane at hurricane anchorage off of Chesapeake Bay, transiting the Panama Canal, sailing into San Diego Bay as I had witnessed during basic training and transiting the Straits of Juan de Fuca, where I endured my first and only bout of sea sickness, ...
... not from our campground (which is where we started, logically). Combined with the return trip via the opposite side of the Sol Duc River, you can imagine how impressed I was when with only a few small grumbles, we arrived back at Milly with 7 miles (about 12 kms) behind us! Nice start to the trip! Mom and Auntie Pollyann even managed to cross a stream with only the most rudimentary of bridges (check the photo)!