Crossing The Sound

1 June 2003

I rode the ferry tonight.

Darkness comes late when you’re as far north as Seattle.

The breeze on the bow of the boat was fantastic. I’m glad the ferry is not part of my daily routine. I’m also glad the fog isn’t something I have to deal with as often as it rolls in here.

Great contrasts with the South, but not all of them are positive.

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