Lion and Magic Boy

Otherwise I think people here in the beautiful Pacific Northwest would find it, I don’t know, depressing way too exciting that it rains so much. Until today, there were periods every day I have been here when the rain stopped, often for hours at a time, and yesterday I even saw the sun! And wished for my sunglasses! But like the one (1) local resident with whom I have become known to on a first-name basis said, this is the kind of weather that makes one want to curl up in front of a fire with a glass of wine. Actually, he said “bottle”, but that seems a bit much for one person, especially when that person is a very cheap and infrequent drunk like me. One glass would be sufficient.

Yesterday I met the lovely Redsy with whom I have much in common and with whom I would certainly grow easily to be wonderful real-life friends if we were more proximal. And her adorable children entertained me and I them. And there was Thai food involved, always a winner. I could totally swim in a vat of that soup, by the way. There is no Thai food to speak of in Pennsylvania. You could speak of it, actually, but why bother when you just know before you begin that it won’t taste good?

I haven’t actually yet divulged my location, have I? I am technically in Washington State but if anybody was thinking, they’d have made this Canada. I just love crossing the border in order to go anywhere! Sometimes the border guards clearly don’t have much to do. And they are all very interested in why I would choose this location of all places in which to have a vacation. There. Go ahead and get out your maps and atlases and figure it out. And if you’re not too late you can come visit me before I leave again.