Needing a break

We took advantage of a nice day and caught the ferry to Bainbridge again. We needed a break from "storm debris clean-up" and fussing about roofers and taxes and windows and "what on earth are we going to do about the garage?"

We got off to a bad start though. Getting to the ferry terminal in downtown Seattle is a challenge of wills between us and the City Planners. And the Planners always win. They only allow access from one lane on one street - and a single left turn. You can't drive down the same street from the other direction and simply turn right into the ferry entrance. Neither can you just cross that street on the light and drive directly into the entrance. No, you have to go around and through and over and under and left, right, left, right until you have gone 4 miles out of your way NO MATTER WHICH DIRECTION YOU ARE COMING FROM. OK. I'm so over that now...

We were heading to Poulsbo, a Norwegian sort of village with a great seafood restaurant and wonderful shops and the most excellent bakery this side of anywhere. Heaven. I found another Raggedy Ann doll for my collection and a much-needed-and-long-sought-for something to put on the mantle, a new shirt, the makings for a 'project' and a chocolate éclair.

My definition of a great day? Any day spent with Mark.



(Check out the distant and snow covered Mt Baker glistening in the late afternoon sun at the right in the last picture. What a place!)