After a great breakfast of biscuits and gravy Wojciech and I rode to the bus station a couple miles away where we caught the express bus to downtown. Gotta say that the bus system in the area seems pretty impressive.
We rode down to Pike Street Market and then I realized I had left the bike lock back at the house. Hello REI! It turned out to be a good thing as it gave me a chance to pick up a new Big Agnes Cross Mtn sleeping bag. My current BA bag is the Lost Ranger…rated for 15 degrees. Far too warm of a bag for heading S.O.B.. After spending a good hour in the store we finally departed and kicked around downtown Seattle for the rest of the day.
Had lunch at a gyro/falafel place and got to watch the antics of a local homeless shyster practicing his craft on the unsuspecting…you probably had to be there to appreciate the situation, but the phrase “no good deed goes unpunished” comes to mind. Wojciech admitted that the food was pretty good but the gyro still didn’t stand up to a typical NYC street vendor. The search continues.
We got back to the house just in time since once we arrived at the bus stop it began to rain. Timing is everything.
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