Monday 23 August: Fly to Seattle

I'm at Halifax airport now sucking down some Burger King coffee and burping gently over a traditional(?) Canadian breakfast while glaring at the Tim Hortons next door. I'll get my bags checked in in a minute.

Here is a quick overview of where I've been. Paradise...

Liz thank you so so much. Oh, and I'm adopting Widgie, just so you know!

PS Lizbob was exactly the wonderful person I thought she'd be. So were John and Barbara. It did not feel strange for even a second - they all are family (I'm the odd second cousin, eh!)

.John and Barbara drove me to Halifax airport in the morning, I got on the flight to Seattle via Chicago. A day of airports, flight, lots of waiting.

Mount Rainier, I believe, a gorgeous view from the plane:

Debbie picked me up in Seattle and took me to her house, she left me there go get to know her two dogs while she quickly fetched some other people from the airport.

Sweet Sophie

Eager Lucy

The spaniel Lucy fixated on me - more correctly, on a little fuzzy orange lion toy which she promptly loved to death:

When she came back, we had a great time getting to know each other. We had the most delicious supper (Halibut, if I remember correctly, Sas made it) and I had an early night, in fact for most of this holiday I tended to topple over around nine in the evening!