Thursday, November 4, 2010:
The picture is of an eagle way up in a tree on Owl Lake. We kayaked there a couple days ago.
Boy oh boy did we have the work to do before we left. John wanted to do our wills in case our airplane crashed and burned. I gave him a look, like, why didn't we do this sooner then? He said he had been putting it off and now, as we are supposed to be on the road, we start discussing a will. So he took out a copy of his aunt's will to use as an example, and I just put in our information as I retyped it. About an hour later we were finished, but I sure was not happy about this last minute idea. He always does that when we are going on a trip. He will think of something to do last minute and its all important and has to be done before we leave. Its frustrating because I had so much to do anyway.
I finished drying a load of laundry and put that away. I packed all my stuff into the suitcases and loaded them, as well as one of John's bags in the car. I fed the dog, did the dishes, took up the garbage, made out a deposit, got an old sheet for the back seat of the car for the dog, wrote a note for Dave our caretaker, turned down the heat, and then I waited. I had to wait for John to finish packing. Again, he had waited until the last minute to finish packing his last suitcase so we put his last suitcase in and finally left at 12:10. We had wanted to leave by 10 a.m. but because of his last minute stuff, we were late.
Our flight was leaving at 8:15 p.m. so we were supposed to be there at least 45 minutes prior to departure. We arrived at John's brother's in Whitefish Bay, which is a suburb of Milwaukee, at 6 p.m., ate dinner, left our dog there, drove to the airport in construction and delays, got checked in right away, walked to our gate and almost right onto the plane. John remarked about how he would have liked to get here sooner next time. You think? If we would have had one little problem along the way, we wouldn't have made it.
We arrived in Seattle and got to our hotel fine. The trees are all still in color here and mostly green. There are rhododendrons and azaleas and other flowers right outside our window. We've gone to a tropical zone. The air smells like its a greenhouse and that's wonderful.
I checked our e-mails in our room with our new lap top a friend gave us, and found out no one needed us today. It is quite a relief knowing that Dave is taking care of the resort for us when we are gone. We talked about how well that has been working out and how great that it all fell into place. Leaving 9 cabins and a lodge all alone can be nerve racking.
So tomorrow we will spend the day in the Seattle area visiting John's aunt, Georgia, and at either Pikes Place Market or Pioneer Square and maybe even take a ferry or something on the sound. Then the day after that we will probably drive to either the ocean, Columbia River Gorge or Mt. Ranier after visiting his aunt again. Since I won't be running the resort during those days, I will blog about previous stories. There are a lot of funny and/or bad things that happened over the years. So I will talk about some of those.
John especially needed a vacation since he hasn't taken one in years. He has been spending every possible vacation time with his parents and now his mom. He is excited to be away from Mercer and is eager to have some fun. Even though we will be visiting his sick aunt, John has scheduled a lot of fun into our trip too, which is good. I think he really needed it. We had to say goodbye to his father this last August and then our dog, Buddy, this last week. We need some happy time and even though Georgia is not doing well, she has lived a very long and fun life.
Georgia and her former husband, Bob, had been at our resort a lot of times since I met John. In fact the night he decided to ask me out on our first date was when he was at the Little Bohemia for dinner with Georgia and Bob and I had been there with some friends. He sat his aunt and uncle down at the bar, and came over to talk with me and my friends. The next day he asked me out and the rest is history. So Georgia perhaps played an integral part in our relationship. I will have to remind her of that tomorrow. Bob also taught me how to fly fish, which I will be eternally grateful for. Well, time for bed especially since its about 2 a.m. back home. I'm glad we'll be setting our clocks back two hours here in 2 days. We'll need to catch up on sleep.
I can hear the jets going over and I am reminded that I'm not in Wisconsin anymore. I am excited and know it will be difficult to sleep. It was a good day.
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