I love Seattle.   Two hours away from my lovely Vancouver, crossing that border into the United States accentuates the “we’re on a holiday” feeling, as I nudge my little red car onto the I-5, and carefully check the smaller inside dial on my accelerator.  We are now travelling in miles per hour and I don’t want to get this mini break off on the wrong foot with a speeding ticket.

Younger Son, my intrepid companion on this trip, laughs aloud when I express my concern over this.  [Read more…]