'Watching The World Go By'. - Dean Martin
We felt that we had to spend a night in a Walmart car park just for the hell of it. Well, we're all over it now!
Tonight we are staying in beautiful Port Townsend. Our rig is parked on the marina just a couple of feet from the water of the Straits of Juan de Fuca at the entrance to Puget Sound. A more idyllic spot it is hard to imagine. This little town made its money during the Victorian era when it collected all the customs duty from every ship arriving on the west coast. It nearly became the state capital; how different it might have been. It is now a prosperous, arty place with a laid back atmosphere, great shops and restaurants and beautifully restored old buildings. We ate yet more crabs and spent a lazy day sitting in our camp site, the most beautiful, peaceful place to be. I had my kindle but we spent much time just watching the little sailing ships, ferries and a couple of cruise ships on their way to Seattle. Tonight we will go to sleep liked by the sound of the waves gently lapping on the shore about three feet away.
Tomorrow, we are going to drive around the peninsular calling in at Dungeness, home of the famous crabs, on the way. We will no doubt have to eat some. You can just never have enough crab.
Tonight we are staying in beautiful Port Townsend. Our rig is parked on the marina just a couple of feet from the water of the Straits of Juan de Fuca at the entrance to Puget Sound. A more idyllic spot it is hard to imagine. This little town made its money during the Victorian era when it collected all the customs duty from every ship arriving on the west coast. It nearly became the state capital; how different it might have been. It is now a prosperous, arty place with a laid back atmosphere, great shops and restaurants and beautifully restored old buildings. We ate yet more crabs and spent a lazy day sitting in our camp site, the most beautiful, peaceful place to be. I had my kindle but we spent much time just watching the little sailing ships, ferries and a couple of cruise ships on their way to Seattle. Tonight we will go to sleep liked by the sound of the waves gently lapping on the shore about three feet away.
Tomorrow, we are going to drive around the peninsular calling in at Dungeness, home of the famous crabs, on the way. We will no doubt have to eat some. You can just never have enough crab.
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