We do not have very far to travel today but I am always leery of the time it might take to cross the border. We have sat at the Peace Arch crossing for three hours in the past. So I leave a lot of time and it takes 20 minutes, of course. Since my bites have become very uncomfortable due to my wonky immune system that seems to be working overtime, what is foremost in my mind is just enduring the rest of the vacation and getting home. So we are no longer following THE PLAN. This trip with all my research and detail is no longer appealing to me.
The first thing we do after crossing the border is find a Kohl’s so I can try to replace some of the stuff I threw out. I get a new pair of sneakers. I desperately want to replace my black warm-up jacket which was my favorite but we try Kohl’s, Macy’s, Champs, and Dick’s Sporting Goods to no avail. I guess they just are not making them anymore. This does not improve my mood.
We stop in Anacortes, WA for lunch at Taqueria Mi 5 Estrellas. The people there are so nice and the food is great. We both have the shrimp taco combo. Oh, it is so great to back in the USA!
We stop at an overlook to view Deception Pass. (Okay, I am still doing some of THE PLAN.) Here we learn about George Vancouver and his expeditions to plot the coast line of the northwestern part of North American. He did this in 1792! How come we know everything about Lewis and Clark and nothing of George Vancouver who preceded them in this area? Plus he got to the Pacific Northwest by sailing around Cape of Good Hope and even stopped in Hawaii! Anyway, George and his sidekicks, Joseph Whidbey and Peter Puget, got fooled into thinking that they were in a bay instead of a passage between Fidalgo Island and Whidbey Island. They named it Deception Pass when they realized their mistake. They also named everything around here after themselves and everybody they knew.
We see some odd looking small planes in the sky as we near Oak Harbor. John says these are “scout” planes that are used by the Coast Guard. And what do you know, two minutes later we pass by the Coast Guard Naval Station, home to the “world famous Golden Eagles.”
We check into our hotel and John suggests we go and have a look around Oak Harbor. It is supposed to have a cute downtown. He is apparently still following THE PLAN. Reluctantly I come along and do not bother to plug in the coordinates to where said downtown might be. We end up driving around a lot, missing the downtown by a block because there in a phenomenon that we have not seen in a week!
Eventually we find the downtown and it is indeed cute with murals, statues, and amazingly beautiful flowers.
Later on we go to dinner at an Italian restaurant named Rustica. John orders a bottle of wine. Oh, sorry we do not have that. He settles on a local wine called Deception which really captures the reality of this dinner. I order mussels. Sorry, all out. John orders grilled octopus. Sorry again, we are all out. Then he tries calamari. Nope, all gone. Why not have the salmon, the waiter suggests. Sure, whatever. The service is terrible due to the fact that the only waitstaff they have is the bartender. Their accountant is also pitching in. The whole dinner is like Monty Python’s Cheese Shop.