Leaning into the Reverent
August 24th 2011 I was obviously going the other way. Everyone else was headed that direction. That direction being, all the tents I saw from the window of the ferry. Traveling from Victoria to Seattle was easy. The “Victoria Clipper” was a lot like a plane on water with seats, trays, stewards, and a movie.
Customs was easy too. A woman asked me where I lived,
“Bloomington, Indiana.”
Done.
I w
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