Day 19: Forks >> Seattle

I got a coffee to go from a restaurant in Forks. The locals stared, probably not used to outsiders and probably thinking I was there for the Twilight tour. Small towns like these fascinate me. I was thinking it would be funny to do a travel nursing job (thirteen weeks or so) here.

I drove miles and miles through rain forest and lush evergreens and by smooth-as-glass lakes. I made it to the Bainbridge ferry terminal with plenty of time to spare. I’ve never taken a car on a ferry and didn’t know what I was supposed to do. I followed the lead of others and didn’t turn my car off or on or get out until others did. It was super windy up on the deck so we found a spot with a view out front, but protected by plexiglass. 

I drove a few miles from the Seattle ferry terminal to my Airbnb in Capitol Hill and quickly showered and started laundry, which had become my ritual when I got to a real home. This place is so wonderfully decorated! I walked around snapping pictures for inspiration when I got home and had to unpack and redecorate the new place. 

We took a long walk around Seattle to the Space Needle (I should have at least looked at what its purpose is) and Pike Place Market. I got an open-faced smashed potato sandwich at The Bear and the Bee before heading back to the Airbnb to regroup and let Henley nap. I lounged a bit and wrote. I realized it was almost six, happy hour ending time, so I speed walked as if my life depended on it. The first place I had my eye one was in the middle of a closed off section of the neighborhood for a block party. I changed direction and picked up speed, getting to Rumba at least ten minutes too late. The doll offered me the happy hour menu anyway and I got a punch, guacamole with plantain chips, and a fish taco. I am a fish taco connoisseur and this is a good one. I rank it third on my list. It started raining so I had to leave, but not without stopping for a sleeve of Oreos at a convenience store. Vacation mode has got to end. I snuggled up to write, eat my cookies in bed like a fat kid, and watched a little Parks & Rec before closing my eyes. 

I could live here if it wasn’t for the dreary weather and constant rain or threat of rain.

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Crescent Lake, Olympic National Park