Day 36 - We like Seattle...

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Waking up by jumping into the cold water from the boat, was again a chore for a Monday morning. But was possibly the highlight of the day spent mostly on a greyhound bus to San Francisco. (oh and of course meeting you, Anders, for coffee!)

Not really much to say about the journey, just that it was boring, we slept for a lot of it (grateful given the two late nights we had just had) and that it meant we experienced a number of different characters. For example the 2 behind us had conversations like this - "you were in jail in X, no way, me too back in '87, remember so-and-so, small world eh". Main observation of the day is that being a Greyhound bus driver is the worst job in the world.

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