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Click on the links above to see our "Wok-umentary" of our three month journey living in a bus as our family of five converts the world's first luxury motor home to run on free, waste vegetable oil, and then drive home, cross country on

The Fat Of America

August 9th, 2006
Location: Seattle, WA
Day 28

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-         Pike Place it buzzing with people, crowds of tourists.  I have seen it more crowded but that time we didn’t have a stroller to navigate

-         We bought Salmon, fresh local Chinook, for $31.25, and it’s absolutely divine. Bought raspberries, strawberries, peaches, snap peas, honey, pear butter, t-shirts…went to an amazing quilt shop…Jonah kept saying that he wanted to go to McDonalds…had sushi for lunch and freshly made mini doughnuts…the flowers are so cheap here, like in the Netherlands or Germany…went to the first Starbucks again, like we did 11 years ago…

-         I didn’t know if the chickies had a good time but I think they did. We haven’t even started our trip yet and already they have seen so much….

-         When we got back to the garage the kids played with Halle, Chris’ daughter, as if they’d known each other…they gave her a “make-over” J

-         This night we tried to find a different place to stay near Lake Washington, but our GPS is very bad in Seattle because of the tall buildings…we wandered aimlessly from Harbor to Lake…

-         In the end we got stuck in roads we should have never been on…I couldn’t bear it and went to the back, ostensibly to keep the kids out of Steve’s hair, but really I just couldn’t watch it…

-         When at one point we stop and don’t go any further I return to the front only to find out that we are stuck behind two parked cars…this would have been tricky for a regular car, I am thinking, it’s a no-go for the bus.

-         A very nice older man and his wife come out onto their porch to see what’s happening…the man gets his keys and moves one of the cars and we make it through…

-         We are maybe one street away from the Lake but are out of nerves for the day. We are trying to find a bigger road to get back out onto…a very steep hill leads us up to Martin Luther King Blvd. and we are safe (of course, later Chris tells us that at that nice playground here there had just been a shooting, but we don’t know that right now).

-         Defeated we decide to go back to Fisherman’s Terminal, Commodore Park, and call it a very late night…

-         Back at the park the kids and I take a little walk with a little picnic of things from the market…it’s late but what the hey…

-         Steve works on emails until late. I am just beat and fall asleep to the sound of Steve munching Cracker Jacks…

What? Don't you eat made from scratch, inside a bus, Pacman pancakes?
The Seattle Aquarium sells this kids mining hat.  Why?
Here I am, making one of an endless number of little repairs here and there. 

This was one of the views of a place we would stay at when boondocking in Seattle.  We are starting to get the hang of this RV thaaang.  Why stay in an RV park with other tin cans?  We can park in the most prime real estate, spend the nigh in our intimidating looking bus and drive off in the morning before we really bother anyone.  It seems to be working... we have not been killed or robbed yet!
Here we are on evening, upstaging the water view of a multi million dollar home. 

Eat the RICH!!!! Wahaahaaahaa

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