I love the ferries but traveling back isn't always has exciting as traveling forward and today we waited, and waited, and waited in ferry lines. I guess the novelty of the ferry has faded for us, because on our first leg leaving Friday Harbor we spent inside looking at photos on our computer. We never did find the internet connection but we enjoyed sorting through yesterday's photos on our ride. We land on Whidbey Island and travel alllll the way across that island to get to the next ferry that will return us to Port Townsend. We stopped and grabbed some lunch at one of the local fish places for lunch and grabbed some salmon sandwiches. They were more than delicious and gone in no time.
We we arrived at the ferry, we had missed the one we had intended on catching so we sat, and sat, and sat in line. Well, we actually parked the car in line and the car had to sit and sit and sit in line as we took a hike to the local bunkers. They were quite amazing and kids were having a field day running all over and playing war games. There were huge drops off the sides of these bunkers and I would be frightened if I had small children running around. There were enormous canons back from WWII and the entire place was amazing. We had left our camera gear packed for the return trip, not expecting to come across anything so cool. A giant field held kite fliers and picnic peeps having their lunch and we crossed it to return to our car as our ferry time approached. Back at the docks, we spot an ice cream stand (more ice cream) and get our last fill before the diets start tomorrow. The ferry comes into view and we load onto the ferry...front row. This time we stay in the car with our front row view and just relax as the ferry carries us, our car and our endless amounts of luggage back towards Port Townsend. We arrive safely and do a bit of shopping around Port Townsend. I am in search of a Buddha from my mecca (tee hee) and come across some cute little pocket Buddhas for the girls and an interesting female version for me. In another store I come across some prayer flags and quickly grab those up for the future new backyard (smile). On to Katie's house.
We drive around the bend to Katie's and Leo and Stella greet us. Katie has made reservations for us at her favorite Italian restaurant so we can cleaned up and head back out for dinner shortly after our arrival. A pianist plays during dinner and the food was delicious of course. A small, quaint place and the owners were both there serving up a fantastic meal. Back to Katie's and we visit with her as she shares stories and some of her recent sketches. One last night in the cozy cabin before we head home tomorrow. We both sleep so soundly.
In the morning I take another outdoor shower (I love Katie's outdoor shower) and we head out for breakfast at the local diner (not a greasy diner) called the Spruce Goose that is located alongside the air strip at the International airport located in Port Townsend. Quite funny! There are pop tents set up next to small planes were pilots sleep when they get in late. Love it! Breakfast was yummy and Katie's company is as great as the food. We do a bit of hiking to some local bunkers and then head out to the Port Townsend Farmer's Market. The local fresh vegetables and fruits look incredible and people are flocking the streets downtown to get their weekly fare. If only I were not leaving today, I'd buy up a lot of the fresh berries.
After a bit we all know it's time for real life to hit and we head back to Katie's and pack up our bags. Katie heads out to the airport to pick up a friend so we say our good-byes, promising to come back and telling Katie to come out to Colorado for a visit soon. I snap up a few last shots of Katie's sanctuary and off we head towards Seattle.
As we drive back towards the airport we reflect on our amazing trip, sharing highlights and stories about our favorite parts and both agreeing that the biplane tour was our favorite part. We agree and promise to keep this relaxed feeling with us through the year and as we head back to work but we know we will never feel the relaxation we felt on this trip...how can we?
A fast flight home and we are greeted by Amanda and Kelly at the airport. What a great sight to our eyes! They are excited to see us and the whole ride home is sharing stories about our trip and their week of freedom! The boys (Hunter and Guinness) are too excited when we walk in the front door and go crazy with their doggy greetings. In no time Hunter is crashed out on the family room floor, at peace now that Dave (his hero) is home once again.
Ahhh, home again, home again. A vacation of a life-time and Dave is the most amazing man. There are no words to describe how much I love this man now and forever. What will he come up with next? Hmmmmmm......
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