Delicious

On our way to Bellingham, snacking like we are getting paid for it (in reality we had to pay).

This morning we asked a lady to take our picture at the beach, afterwards she violently and deliberately hurled Aaron's camera into the sand and laughed at his suffering.

Also, Washington is a den of sin, as we passed numerous casinos, strip clubs, liquor stores, and coffee huts where the main pull was that the girls serving coffee were in bikinis. We stopped at every one, and I don't even like coffee.