It rains most of the time in the Pacific Northwest. Our friends there told us, “You get use to it and it doesn’t rain that hard. It’s a great place to live”.
We heard a guy on the radio saying, “We’’ll have some rain this morning and showers in the afternoon”. Our former Miamian friends told us out here they have many words for rain, like the eskimos do for snow.
Whatever.
Camping in the rain/showers/sprinkles/downpours/ liquid air was no fun for us.
We drove the van onto a huge ferry and enjoyed its warm, dry interior. After a half-hour it had carried us over Puget Sound and plunged us into Seattle. We enjoyed having lunch with our friends then checked out Pikes Place Market. It’s the perfect place to pick up fresh fish, flowers, and balloon hats.
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