State Plates: 41/50
The only stop today was a quick one at the Something Falls. That’s not the name, I just can’t remember it right now. It’s apparently the first fully underground water powered power plant, which still feeds much of Seattle today.
Right now we’re on the Light Rail, 10 stops and double the minutes from downtown where we will meet our friendly (hopefully) and final AirBnB innkeeper. He has a name that’s as tough to remember as the falls, so let’s call him Joe. We have no specific plans for Seattle. Here we go.
I wish our trek to Washington had ended up at 1776 miles. Wouldn’t that have been poetic? Sadly we came up a mile and a half short. If you have the link to this blog, then I can assume I don’t need to tell you I considered doing donuts to even out the last few patriotic yards. Maybe next time.
