Karen and I are a little closer to Boston. While we wait for ground transportation from these guys, we are staying with friends in Seattle. They took us around and showed us a few places that would be most useful to us while here: pubs, grocery store, and the bus system. It's a nice area and the weather cooperated for us yesterday. We walked around for a while, got lunch, and Karen and I tried to remain oriented.
To make matters more interesting, my phone decided it didn't want to work anymore. It had been turning off and just freezing quite frequently and yesterday it was particularly unusable. So we went to a Verizon Store where I asked what my options were and then left with a new HTC Thunderbolt 4G phone (and minus several hundred dollars). I really didn't want to deal with buying a new phone, but I need it for work right now, so I really had no option. Did I buy too much phone? Probably. Do I care? Nope, and it does a lot of things my old phone didn't.
After the Verizon store, we noticed we were a block away from the Seattle Center Monorail. The monorail isn't very useful considering it has only two stops, but I had to ride it. We paid our $4 per passenger for a round trip and rode the red train from Westlake Center to Seattle Center. We wandered around there for a while, then boarded the monorail for our exciting return trip. At just under 1 mile of track, the ride is over quickly. I advise paying attention to what you can see from the monorail because it's over so fast. The signs claim it travels at 45 mph while the Internet claims 50 mph.
We took the bus back to our friends' house. We learned that there is a free travel zone for the bus, so it's possible to ride the bus without ever having to pay. You pay when you exit if you happen to exit outside of the free zone (we did). It's a very strange protocol for public transit.
Tonight we are going to see the Seattle Mariners play the Detroit Tigers. I enjoy baseball games.
One thing I am still struggling with is Seattle's system for disposing of things. Recycling is complicated here. I have been giving Karen my trash so she can dispose of it in the proper container amongst the sorting bins.