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We had two more lazy days in Port Townsend, though six months later, I don’t quite remember the chronology.

Just outside town (within walking distance), is a small state park – Fort Worden. There’s a pricey artillery museum, some hiking trails, some bunkers, and also a marine wildlife museum. I’d been to the park quite a few times, but never to the wildlife museum. It’s pretty conspicuous and was composed of two buildings: a traditional sort of museum, and then an aquarium built on top of a pier that pumped up water from the Puget sound. The museum was a little dull, and was basically just a huge Orca skeleton – though that was interesting after seeing a real wild orca a few days previous.

Starfish and anemones in the aquarium

The aquarium was actually really cool, though. There were a variety of sea stars and anemones, including some you could touch, and a lot of tiny fish, kelp forests, and so on. We got to talk to some very dedicated volunteers about the tanks and just had a good time.

Farmer’s market food!

Another morning we woke up early and stopped by the farmer’s market. There’s two each week, I think, right outside the community center (where Alex demonstrated her Zumba skills as the star of the Zumba class). We tried orange raspberries and a fancy soft cheese, all local to Jefferson county in Washington. The prices were surprisingly reasonable.

Badass Muay Thai poster in the restroom

Pretty much the whole time we were on the peninsula, we ate at the local Thai takeout restaurant, 1-2-3 Thai. Alongside Indian, I absolutely love Thai, so I’ve eaten at quite a few places. I have to say there’s something about this particular restaurant – it’s hands-down my favorite Thai food.

Weekly poetry, free to read

We puttered around town for a few days, mostly taking it easy. We walked around town our final night, and I didn’t want to go home – it was an art walk, lots of local galleries open to visitors and lots of free wine and snacks. But nonetheless… we had a long trip home. I think this was the first time Alex and I calculated the number of ‘hops’ a trip would take. It was pretty epic: car (rental) -> ferry -> car (dropoff rental) -> Lyft to airport -> Flight to Dallas -> Airport transit between terminals -> Flight to La Guardia -> Taxi to Penn Station -> PATH train to Jersey -> walk to apartment! That’s 10 hops and 5 forms of transit… but we were home.

Yankee Stadium on the flight home