But anyway. Mom and dad were good enough to sleep on an air mattress in my teensy apartment, and Friday morning we piled out to Bremerton to catch a ferry to Seattle.
Here's dad waiting. He and mom were so nervous about getting tickets. Silly parents! You just walk on as a passenger going east! It was a lovely day for a ferry ride, and mom decided when she gets old she'd just like to ride a ferry all the time. They are nice boats.
We ate at Salumi, which was just as good as everyone says. Mom hit up all the bookstores in Pioneer Square minus Elliott Bay Books, which is so big and so full of good books I was nervous we'd lose her for good if she went there. We missed out on the Underground Tour because mom was overheated and had to stand too long for her sandwich. I thought this would mean she was completely out of shape but a few days later I took her to the Supermall and she wore me totally out in the commercial hiking endurance test.
We also went to Ocean Shores, part of the figuring out where Callie is going to live come her move thing. It was cold, windy and there was a lot of trash on the beach. Plus you can park there. When I tell folks I'm moving to Aberdeen, they get all excited about being near the beach. They tell me, on occassion, that I can now learn to surf. Well, I have done a Polar Bear jump and I'm pretty sure the water isn't any warmer in the Pacific than Puget Sound. Growing up on the east coast and having grandparents from Florida has spoiled me completely for any other beach. I am not sure I can even mentally handle the idea of surfing in the Pacific Northwest. I feel so cold ... so ... cold.
I will put up more pics as I find them. I have a humdinger of dad on the pig at Pike Place Market somewhere.
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