USA Border Crossing!

Trip Start Dec 22, 2006
Trip End Feb 10, 2008

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Flag of United States  , Washington
Monday, January 8, 2007

January 8, 2006 - We decided to leave the wonderful comforts of Michelle's Kitsilano condo and head out onto the highway....southbound.  We took our time in Vancouver and did some minor work on the van that we didn't get done in Calgary.  There's nothing like the rainy days of Vancouver to help you find any and all leaky spots in your vehicle.  With a new drip edge installed and weather stripping on hand, we seemed to have solved the leakage issues.  That is to say, all but the single drip leak in our overhead bunk....where our electronic stereo components are big deal, we've got a towel up there to soak it all up.
We were told horror stories about long waits and extensive searches at the USA border crossing so we packed snacks and prepared ourselves.  What a pleasant surprise it was when we showed up and were 5th in line, got greeted by a friendly American and were waved through with a smile and a nod.  As we headed through, we noticed a flashy new motorhome was getting it's cavitites searched....there's something to be said about looking like budget travelers in a rickety ride.
First stop....BEER!  We made it to Bellingham, but no further.  Along with the beer, we were tempted to get the "Texas Double Whopper" from Burger King, but decided against it when we realized it was $5 US and we could get two regular combos for same price.  Don't worry this is not a sign of things to come....we will not be feasting on fast food everyday.  Beer, yes.  Fast Food, no.
Three hours after leaving Vancouver, we pulled into Seattle.  First stop - Space Needle.  Not sure why they called it that, but let's just go with it folks.  The ride to the top was 45 seconds short and the view from the top was as to be expected....high above the city.  The winds were high, so not much time was spent on the observation deck.
From there we headed to the Pike Place Market.  We'd seen shows on television about the fish throwing and shouting that goes on in the market, so we wanted to check it out.  Unfortunately we hit it on a day when nobody was buying fish.  There was no yelling, there was no fish throwing, there was just disappointment on our part.  So we took solace in the buskers, the dried apple chip samples, and the nice brass piggy out front (is that like a brass monkey?  what is a brass monkey?  still on the hunt for it.).  One thing about Seattle, we realized that 'Nilla may not be driving us around San Fransisco.  The Packer Box we have fashioned to the rear of the van was dragging on the ground everytime we headed up a hill.  The sparks we were letting off would be enough for a Fourth Of July festival.
Dusk came around 5pm so we started looking for a place to rest for the night.  Our campbook told us about a nice RV campground in Elma, Oregon that promised to have hot showers, so we headed there.  It wasn't the most private park, but the staff was super friendly and the hot showers were great in the brisk morning.  Feeling rather good about ourselves and our first night in the van, we headed out of Elma.  Lo and behold we were taken aback by what we saw when we left the campsite - not sure if they really were or not, but they sure looked like stacks from a nuclear power plant.  Check out the photo and tell us if you agree, however if we start growing third eyes, we won't need our suspicions confirmed.         

Two photo albums are attached to the following link so be sure to check them both out....
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