Embassy Suites Hotel Seattle - North / Lynnwood
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... we thought a relaxing drive in the backroads of Western Washington.
We followed the GPS instructions and all was well, until I turned onto a road that, as we were turning, I noted a small sign that said road closed. YIKES! I was already committed and couldn't turn back in a signaled busy intersection. So go with the flow and ride the roller coaster.. We completed the turn and drove over the bridge down ...
... away from this was the "Troll". The Aurora Bridge Troll is an 18-foot tall stone sculpture that hides beneath the bridge and snacks on kids and cars. We had a good time climbing on his arms and head. After the troll we took a walk along the Ship Canal to the topiary dinosaurs. The mother and baby dinosaurs were supposedly rescued from being torn apart and placed in the park by the river.
As we were walking away from the river and toward the car we caught a ...
... It is additionally best to know what exists in your community you will end up in so that you can prepare for that at the same time.
Remember to create a roll of duct tape along when you go camping as it could be employed for many things. It's easy to use, is capable of holding out moisture and may even fix a leak or a broken shoe!
Orange peels are wonderful things to reduce mosquito bites ...
... though I reckon that they have heaps of opportunities in Canada so it's OK.
Passport stamped, we're on our way again into the land of Uncle Sam. We make a short stop at an unnamed town for lunch and then it's I5 to Seattle. I know that the yanks like things big, but this road is crazy. It swells from four to six to eight lanes as we progress, and all of them are full of people rushing somewhere. Nanette ...
... but not literally, blown by the painful pepper that littered the sausage. I left with a headache and no chance of a cold for a week.
I was soon destined for the Greyhound station to catch my bus back to Vancouver, but just as I left the hostel a bloke trying to get money from the empty hostel ATM asked if he could borrow my phone to call his card company. I explained that it had run out of money, as I learned yesterday, and that he should try one ...