The idea of riding a ferry anywhere makes me want to puke. It's a boat. On the water. Like those boats that sink over in the Indian Ocean. But I really wanted to go to the Michael Hague lecture.
FIVE HOURS of Michael Hague. I am such a fangirl. I've listened to his lectures a gazillion times.
But...the lecture was on Bainbridge, which is a three and a half hour drive, or a twenty minute drive and half hour ferry ride.
...so I went to the pier.
Since there were only three sailings before the lecture started, I wanted to leave early. Guess everyone else had the same idea.
It was cold, and the fog hadn't quite burned off.
...but no matter what, Seattle is a gorgeous city.
The ferry came in right on time.
And y'know--it was pretty okay, lol. I didn't sink, and I got there on time.
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It looks pretty calm. I think you got lucky.
Glad you made it on time! Hope it was worth it. Awesome picture of the ferry, very postcard-esque.
I think I got lucky too, Alice. The idea of going up and down makes me queasy.
Kaige, everything about Seattle is postcard-like. Including the bumper to bumper traffic crawl from five am-ten am and the two-thirty pm -seven pm. Glad I live in the suburbs.
it was very worth it.
I laughed like a hyena at your last sentence.
Looks like quite the adventure! And I'm glad going was worth it for you, although I think you knew it'd be worth it before you even left, lol.
I'd think there would be some fodder there. Wonder if you could do a short murder mystery on a ferry...
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