...about the excursion, right? We had good time, saw lots of stuff, safely returned to our appropriate original starting points. I wrote a check to Mastercard yesterday, so it's practically paid for. How's that for fun?
We left GA for WA on Thursday, July 30. Really too late for me to be out wandering around in the dark: well past my bed time, and surprising to think that Miss-Go-To-Bed-At-Dark was in motion and getting on a flight at 10:30 at night. I did not make the travel arrangements and not yet sure why we were traveling in the wee hours. Hard to believe the price would be cheaper because you were willing to forgo sleep and start your travels sleep deprived, in addition to jet-lagged. But we did.
Plus doing it again the following night, to meet the third member of the party at the same time, when she could not get away from work to travel with us on Thurs/Fri. I'm pretty sure I am still not 100% caught up on shut-eye, as I generally cannot sleep sitting bolt upright squeezed in 'tourist' class seating. It was a uneventful trip. Even though my brain is still semi-frazzled four days after getting back to GA, due to traveling light years and back again in a five day span.
We spent a couple of days in Seattle, did some sightseeing on Friday. The only thing I was really interested in seeing was the Chihuly Glass Art Exhibit. It was definitely worth the price of admission. I am glad I did not get run over while I was gawking walking down the streets of Seattle, though I am fairly certain they do not drive like the maniacs in the largest city in Georgia. We went to see the Pike Place Market, flowers and fish galore. Rode on a ferry to one of the islands in the Sound, just because it was there, and available. We didn't actually get off when it got to the island, but waited for the driver to go to the other end of boat and take a different crowd back to the mainland port. Had dinner in a brewpub at the Market, and watched the huge full moon rise over the mountains to the east.
After retrieving P. at 1:30 a.m. GA time (three hours earlier PST, so only 10:30 if your brain is not smooshed in sideways from jet lag.), we went up to Mt. Rainier n Friday. All's I can say about that is Wow. It's so hard to fully grasp. The size and height. You can see it from miles away. And drive for hours to get closer, and see it from a Ranger Station/visitor's center in the park and still be saying: Wow. Beautiful drive up through old growth forest, with moss growing on every surface and ferns sprouting from every crevice. We were high enough to be nearly above the tree line, and saw lots of alpine meadows with gloriously blooming wildflowers all the way to the horizon. Really difficult to comprehend how you can be standing there in the brilliant sunshine, in T shirt and short pants, looking at a mountain covered in snow and glaciers in the middle of summer.
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