Chuck Norris is the Man

I love our mornings. Today at 5:30am George is up and and tooling around so I decide to read. I offer to get up too, to which George replies "No, just relax." At 6:00 am the same man walks in and looks at me, relaxing, and says, "You're not ready?" Everyday we are the only motorcycle on the road at the crack of dawn with two people and luggage.  Everyone else is waiting for the ice to melt on their windshields. Then as we are cruising along at 70 miles an hour and George spots something interesting, he asks me if I got a picture. Really?

George has friends everywhere. There are people he has known for years through business who have become trusted friends. One of them is Ed.  Ed lives in Washington with his wife, Gretchen, and their three children. We arrived at their lovely home after about five hours on the bike and were treated to a great lunch.  Of course when I took my helmet off the first thing Ed wanted to know was where I kept my halo. This is a theme whenever I meet anyone from George's world.  They all think I'm a saint or an angel. I should be worried. Anyway, their backyard is immense.  They share the yard with a neighbor and agreed not to put a fence up so the children could play together.  Robert Frost would be pleased. 

Despite some early morning chill, today's ride was outstanding. We rode by a hot air balloon fest.  There must have been 30-40 balloons.  The traffic through Seattle is always an issue, but looking at the bridges and skyline full of buildings helps pass the time. We finally arrived in Anacortes and located our wonderful inn. The Sunrise Villa Inn and Suites.  Our room was 201.  There are two buildings and we were located in the main one. I walked down a hall searching for the room, went outside, noticed the rooms were all numbered 102, 103, etc. So I went back down the hall, up the stairs, and, found more rooms numbered 105, 106, etc. By this time I am a sweaty pig, I am thirsty, and I am carrying 30 pounds of stuff around. Occasionally I hear George yelling from where he is unloading the bike, "Have you found the room yet?"  In a last act of desperation I recall some odd directions about a room out the door and head back down the $&@$&@ hallway. This time I take a
left and there in the middle of nowhere is our wonderful room!  Truly, we loved this place. One more
thing. ...the ice machine was in the other building!  It was too funny.  But the room was perfect.

We were exhausted after a long, long, long ride, and a walk around the town, and eating pizza, so we were both totally excited to watch our hero Chuck Norris in Braddock Missing In Action Three.  Go Braddock!!!

Tomorrow we sail for Canada.