Those little things that stay with you after a vacation

After a vacation I do remember the big things; beautiful views, lovely places, animal sightings, but I also remember and cherish the little things. So, from our trip to Chicago, the northwestern USA and southwestern Canada this summer:

Patriotdame– The flag lady at the art institute in Chicago: She let me take her picture if I promised to send her a copy. We had the nicest chat and the picture is developed and ready to be mailed later today. Snail mail, she didn’t do e-mail.

– Lazy mornings with coffee and books at Doug and Kurt’s place in Chicago.

– The waitress at the lunch place in Seattle: She was very friendly and cute. I complimented her on her dress and she told us she liked it both because of how it looked (not an uniform) and that it was polyester so all the stains washed right off.

– The Old Consulate Inn in Port Townsend: All the max 18 guests have a three course breakfast together at 9AM sharp. Very nice and you never know how the conversation will go. The first day it was way more about yoga and art therapy than I can really stand, but I was polite. (Kristin wasn’t impressed by the art therapy either, she’s after all a professional psycologist). The next day it was more about things to see on the Olympic Peninsula, so we joined in a lot more. The Inn itself was lovely.  Stay there if you ever go to Port Townsend, and Port Townsend is worth going to.

– The nice young lady at Prince of Whales (yes, it’s whales like the mammals, not Wales like Charles) in Victoria that fixed everything after we told her we’d messed up and reserved places the day before we could actualy attend. Excellent customer service and a great time at sea.

– The waitress at the restaurant at Butchart Gardens, BC: She told us “excellent choice” every time we ordered something. After a while I asked if everything on the menu wouldn’t qualify as an excellent choice. She said: “Yes, but so far you’ve ordered all my favorites.” She got lots of tips. 🙂

– The lady that stopped beside us on a red light as we were heading out of Victoria, BC: She smiled at us and we smiled back. We rolled down our windows and I told her I liked her steering wheel cover, it had a Tweetie Bird on it. She told us she liked our car, the same kind that she had. We lamented that it was only rented, because we loved it too. She hoped we’d liked Victoria, and we told her that we really liked it and hoped to come back some day. Then the light turned green and we said goodbye.

– In Revelstoke, BC we walked into town looking for a decent restaurant. By chance we ended up at one of the best in town, Woolsey Creek Bistro. During dinner we started talking to the couple at the next table, a conversation that lasted through dessert, coffee and all the way back to the hotel we all happened to be staying at. The wife were convinced that I and her husband had managed to make us lost, but we knew exactly where we were and how to get back to the hotel. Kristin knew enough to trust me. They were from Australia (he was really Scottish) and were in Canada for their daughters wedding and a road trip. They were heading west, we were heading east.

– The US immigration officer at the Carway border crossing: He asked us how we knew each other. We said we were married. He said: “Good!”, stamped our passports and said: “Welcome to the United States”. For a lesbian couple that “Good” carried some weight.

– The wine loving lady at the light rail in Portland (The MAX): We started talking and kept talking until we had to get off. We had been on a wine tour in the Willamette Valley the day before, and she was going the next day. She and her husband did this every year and even brought special luggage to fly their wine home safely. They had three bags that took 12 bottles each and could be checked in at the airport. Very cool.

– Spending time with the bonus parents: Because of Mum’s broken ankle they couldn’t go on the car trip. But, they met us in Portland and we had a few very nice days together. Mum was walking better every day. The bones were all mended, but the muscles and tendons had to get used to working again.

We had a as lovely vacation that you could possibly wait for.


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