Greetings from Seattle. Took two flights, a layover and 300 plus pages of The Book Thief (which I finished), but I arrived safely Saturday night. Did the requisite tour of Seattle yesterday before meeting K and J at the airport. We walked the downtown, toured Pier 52 and the famous fish market, ate seafood marinara at a place called the Crab Pot, strolled by the original Starbucks, drove past the houseboats and the Space Needle, and last, but not least, visited Seattle's largest independent bookstore, The Elliott Bay Book Company. What a glorious place! Located in Seattle's famous Pioneer Square, the bookstore boasts 150,000 new and used titles. Books, books everywhere. My kind of heaven.
Today, M drives K, J and I to the ferry where we'll travel north along the sound to Vancouver Island. C's to meet us in Sidney, just outside of Victoria, after the three-hour ride. From there, she'll drive us to her parent's place where we'll await the arrival of other former classmates. Then the fun begins. I'm unsure how connected I'll be on the island but will try to check in as the retreat progresses.