I am not my job. OK
But then I am not my vacation either.
San Francisco had its moments. I must try again, without work always waiting in the wings.
Portland was weird again. Powells was fun, still one of my favorite places on earth.
Astoria was warm and fuzzy. I could definitely see myself blowing off some steam there again.
But, Astoria was where the road finally caught up with me. I decided to head straight for Seattle. Enjoy the city for a few and get back home.
Tomorrow, the Space Needle and Science Fiction Museum and Pike Place Market
Monday, Underground Tour and Safeco Tour
Tuesday...travelling back to Chicago to sleep in my own bed and hopefully finally knock this headcold ear thing... yes it is still hanging on...