A Little Rest and Relaxation

We started out a little later than originally planned but made it just in time to join up with these Vietnam vets on their hogs. When I was younger, the line of rough-looking bikers would have generated a bit of fear. Now, I know it’s a favorite pastime for doctors, lawyers, ex-FBI agents, and even professors. Amanda says, “Hey. I saw a few girls.” I responded, “You weren’t counting pony tails were you?”

I was listening to a stupid book and Amanda was listening to music on her iPod. I took my ear buds out at looked at her. I asked, “Is that your music I hear over my book?” I was tempted to say something about how loud music would damage her ear drums. But it sounded a bit parental in my head. The bugs were dying on the windshield, but it didn’t stop us from enjoying the view. I can’t remember the name of the dam but it was beautiful.

We finally climbed out of the car and stretched our legs in Leavenworth. It’s a cute little Bavarian village. We grabbed a bite at McDonalds and enjoyed a short walk around the streets.

The streets were all torn up. We found a little poster that showed all the changes being planned. The streets will soon be made of cobblestone. Some of the shops were closed, and many of the restaurants were closed during the construction.

Once we made it to Everett, the journey on Interstate 5 north to Bellingham was such a pleasure. After winding our way through the mountains on two-way streets and then getting stuck behind slow drivers, the freeway was a beautiful thing. I kept saying, “I wonder what the speed limit is here.”

We called Craig and he met us at a little Italian restaurant in Fairhaven. After eating delicious pizza, we boxed up the leftovers and headed for Craig’s house. His house is surrounded by trees and bushes and sits across the street from Chuckanut Bay. It’s peaceful and quiet and a lovely place to relax.

The view from the kitchen window makes washing dishes a pleasure. He’s got a big ol’ kitchen with tons of cupboard space. There’s artwork all over the kitchen counters. I was convinced I’d break something. It seems a little impractical but the pieces are really beautiful. Craig loves glass. Really breakable glass.

Amanda and I shared the upstairs bedroom. I let her use the attached bathroom and I took over the downstairs bathroom. It was somewhat strange brushing my teeth amongst pieces of artwork, but I enjoyed every minute.

There’s a Joan Irving piece on the shelf in the shower. It seemed odd putting my shampoo next to it.

We visited downtown Bellingham with a first stop at the farmer’s market. Then we took a drive out to La Conner, home of the Tulip Festival. It’s a sweet little town with fun shops and nice restaurants.

We walked down to the water and looked at all the boats. I spied an Italian pottery shop. Craig found every single art gallery. There’s a little shop called “Go Outside” with an odd shop owner. He reminded me of Bob Newhart. He’d be a great character in a story. Craig started to get a little pensive, so we stopped for a bite to eat at a little brewery.

We dropped Craig off at his house and found our way to Bellis Fair mall to get some shopping in while he was eating dinner with the governor. I’m not kidding.

Much later, when we were tired and hungry, we met Craig in Fairhaven at On Rice for Thai food. He told us about his dinner while we enjoyed our curry.

The next day we headed for Canada. No wait at the border. We stopped in Richmond for an early lunch at an Asian mall. At one end of the mall is a Maserati store. Are you kidding me? I had to get a picture. I would have stuffed the car in my beautiful backpack, but I wouldn’t have been able to carry it. :) The main attraction in the mall – Dim Sum.

Clearly authentic Chinese food. We were the only non-Asiancustomers in the restaurant. They kept looking at our table to figure out what we were eating. They probably expected to find hamburgers. Silly people.

Next stop, Ikea. We passed the “showroom” and went straight to the marketplace. Candles, candles, and more candles. I found some great jars with wire lids for my kitchen.

And off to Grandville. The public market on Grandville Island is a cooks dream. I stocked up on two different grades of maple syrup, herbs, flavored sea salt, and spices. My favorite deli counter supplied great cheese and tasty salami and soprassata. I also managed to get a few pounds of tasty bacon.

From the bakery, we bought a loaf of challah bread for making french toast. Amanda got a chocolate brownie bar and I had orange shortbread cookie. Yummy.

I should have taken pictures of the market, but I completely forgot. Besides, my hands were full of bags.

We ended the night with dinner at restaurant just north of the U.S. border. Mathew and Sarah, Craig’s friends, were meeting us for dinner. They got stuck at the border crossing for two hours. We waited. And snacked on edamame. The most odd appetizer I’ve ever seen on a menu. I’m guessing it’s fashionable to eat soy beans. I found it quite bizarre.

On our last day, we made a quick stop at Trader Joe’s for Mom’s butter then we went to a sweet, little Mediterranean store. Lots of Greek supplies. I found my Mom’s red dye for Easter eggs and some #2 pastitio noodles.

We packed up our stuff and headed home. We took a different route through Seattle. Traffic was light and the journey was about two hours shorter.

We were well rested, anxiety free, and ready for the long drive home. Why is it always faster on the journey home?

I finished listening to my stupid book and enjoyed the scenery and the speed. Surprisingly, Amanda never slept in the car. She was a great travel partner.

The drive through Snoquamie Pass is beautiful. It’s especially pleasant without the snow. It’s over there…on the mountain. If you look real closely you can see it.

We made a quick stop in Cle Elum to visit a few shops, including Glondo’s. He makes his own pepperoni and salami. How’s a girl supposed to pass that up?

Amanda took over the driving as we left Cle Elum. Who’s afraid of driving stick shift? Not Amanda.

I managed to snooze for quite a few miles, only waking up when my neck snapped forward. I woke to beautiful views and started taking pictures through the sun roof. There were far too many bugs dead on the windows.

Once you cross under the trestle bridge, the scenery gets a little boring. I’m pretty sure I snoozed a bit more.

But this bridge also means you’re halfway home. It also means fewer gas stations and bathrooms.

So close to home.

And finally we’re back in Idaho.

Home Sweet Home!

Comments

4 Responses to “A Little Rest and Relaxation”

  1. Kelly D. on June 9th, 2008

    We’ve been to “Go Outside”!…and I tried to get them to sell me the sign on the wall that said that and they wouldn’t do it! :( I thought I would make one for myself when we got home and I totally forgot about it until now…thanks for the reminder! Sounds like a fun trip–we always hit the same ol’ spots when we head west so I am going to put some of your spots on our list for next time.

  2. lucyzoe on June 9th, 2008

    Hey Kelly,
    The owner of the store is quite unique. They have t-shirt and sweatshirts, and a bunch of other things with their store name on it. Wish I would have taken a picture. Come to think of it…I’m sure they have a website. I’ll go check.
    Lucy Zoe

  3. Mr Mark on June 10th, 2008

    Really nice flow.
    The bathroom with the weird sculpture?

    Are you sure you weren’t in a famous museum?

    Hey……….keep it up!

    M

  4. lucyzoe on June 10th, 2008

    Thanks, Mr. L.
    You see, I do listen to you.
    Lucy Zoe




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