Transportation hates me - the rest of the story
Dear Paigey-Beth -
So back to Day 6...
The trolley driven by Terry, our guide from the day
before was full, so we were glad to get the next one. Except that guy was from
Honduras or something and had a wicked Spanish accent that was hard to
understand. I don't think anyone wanted to listen to him because everyone got
off at the next stop.
Then, we took at little bitty ferry boat to Granville
Island. They have a market with a lot of fruit and meat like Pike's, but had
other food from all over the world. It all looked so good! When we got on the
trolley again, that grumpy driver told us we were on the last stop of the day
even though the schedules said different. We had to end up taking a cab back to
the hotel to change clothes. Going around the park and market, I actually got
sunburned.
Then, we went and saw Mary Poppins (at the live theater
like Wicked). It was really good although they were a little hard to hear and
understand sometimes. We walked back and I got a blister on my heel. I could
hardly hobble around our hotel room.
This was the only day it rained on us. We had to get a bus
out to this rain forest. We just missed one before we got to the stop. Go
figure!
This forest had a really long shaky suspension bridge. We
tried to take pictures from the bridge, but decided to hang on for dear life
and keep moving instead. Then we climbed up this set of stairs and bridges to
go up in these high trees. The trees were really really tall. We could have
gone on this other narrow bridge, but I decided I was tired of climbing up and
down steps.
We almost missed a bus again, but one of the workers made
it stop for us. Terry the trolley driver was driving the bus! The same company
owns the buses and the trolleys, but we could not believe he was driving the
bus! Then, he would not drop us off at our stop where he was supposed to, so he
dropped us off at some stop he made up.
We took a cab out to the aquarium because we had a couple
of hours before we had to get to the station for our train. This aquarium had
Balouga whales, dolphins, sea lions, otters and penguins, so that was pretty
cool.
Once we got our bags, we waved one cab that just drove
off. We were walking towards another in the rain, and finally a driver took
pity on us. Obviously, no one wanted to take us anywhere.
When we finally got back to Seattle, we had to take the
subway train back out to the airport. With all our luggage. When we got back to
the airport, we had to decide on a place to stay. The first shuttle we saw was
to the original hotel we stayed at and the grumpiest driver they had. We did
not want to go back there, but if we had, we would have had to wait forever
normally. We called a hotel and waited and waited for their shuttle to come.
When it finally came, it was full. We had to wait more, and although it was
crowded when we got there, everyone left before we could leave.
Finally, we got to the hotel and got the last room and
the guy checking us in was as slow as a snail.
We had much better luck on Saturday. When we got to the
airport, they said we had a good chance of getting to Kansas City, then home (except
the KC flight was already being delayed). In fact, as soon as we were able to
get on the list 2 hours before, they gave us boarding passes.
Why do all my vacations end up in Missouri? I did not
want to be that close to Branson. The airport there was dinky. We must have
barely made that flight because we were called for boarding passes right as
everyone was starting to board.
We both ended up having to get middle seats at the back
of the plane. I guess they had to put us on though because our flight had to
have been the last or next to last flight coming in for the day. Everything at
Love Field was closed.
I dropped off Rakia at her brother's apartment to get her
car. Then, I headed on home. I actually unpacked when I got home after 9.
Last night, I ended up with a messed head and throat.
Rakia had a sore throat today too. I say we got sick from someone on the dumb
bus.
Love you more!
Baqbaq
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