On August 12, we woke up in Seattle to a beautiful cool day. The fog rolled in from the ocean overnight. When we picked my sister up from the airport, she told us that we could see our breath it was so cool out. This was a welcome change from the 108 degree days we left behind in Austin.
We stopped for a snack and then got on our way to my grandmother's. It is a two-hour drive so we timed this trip around my naptime too so I could sleep the whole way. I adapt remarkably well to different time zones. At first, I was showing off for my sister (mostly asking about her cat and Hector and the cat and Hector and then about the cat again) and it seemed like I would never fall asleep. But I did. And I woke up with plenty of energy to frolic at the beach.
When we got to my great-grandmother's, she had filled her house with toys. fun. We played for a while and then it was time to pick up my other grandmother from the ferry so we went to the beach. I know I said this last year after visiting the northwest, but you almost forget that people can go outside to play for hours on end in other parts of the world.
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