Seattle - Kingston - Edmonds - Kingston - Seattle

08252025-03

The above photo is a shot of Jessica, Laney's daughter, working the off-loading of the Edmonds-Kingston Ferry at the Kingston Ferry Terminal. I got another photo of her working the off-loading on the Edmonds side, which is a far better photo of Jessica herself, but the above shot is a better one of her in the context of doing that particular task at her job.

Laney and I took four ferry rides today, on two different transit agencies: Kitsap Transit, riding their Fast Ferry to Kingston (a 40-minute ride, and easily the fastest way to get to Kingston from downtown Seattle); and Washington State Ferries, specifically the Spokane, which Jessica currently works on.

To be more concise: Laney and I met at her apartment building this morning at 9:50, giving us plenty of time to catch a RapidRide G bus to the Seattle Ferry Terminal, where we caught the 10:45 a.m. Fast Ferry to Kingston. That got us to Kingston at about 11:25, giving us half an hour to then catch the vehicle ferry from the same terminal to Edmonds at 11:55. That crossing is about half an hour, getting us over to Edmonds at 12:25; we turned right around and bought our ticket back ($10.25 for my adult fare; about half that for Laney's senior rate—eastbound ferries are free for foot passengers on Washington State Ferries) for the ferry returning at 12:40. That then got us back to Kingston at about 1:10. We all then went out for lunch and drinks, which we finished basically right at 2:30—the exact time the last Fast Ferry back to Seattle was leaving, which we therefore missed (and basically planned to miss; Laney didn't want to rush having lunch with Jessica) and so we took the next one available, which left at 4:10. That got us to the Seattle waterfront at 4:40, and we were on a returning RapidRide G bus at 5:10, having barely missed the previous one ten minutes before that. I think it was about 5:30 when I actually got home. As you can see, it was a very long day—but worth it! And fun to do rather than going to work.

This was actually the second time I have taken the very convenient Fast Ferry from Seattle to Kingston—I previously went with Danielle, and I didn't realize it was so long ago already: that was in October 2022, almost three years ago now. Now that I've done it twice, of course, I now have a Kingston collection going on Flickr. The 2022 album has 25 shots; the one from today has 16, and I padded that from the merely 12 photos I actually took today, with two shots of Washington State Ferry bridges I found online, because I wasn't allowed to take photos in the one I was in today; I also took screenshots of web pages about the vessels we rode in each transit agency today.

In doing all my research for this prior to starting this post, I discovered Kitsap Transit is having both a fare increase and a policy change as of October 1. I'm going to get clarity on this at work next week, but I think I am interpreting correctly that after that date, I will no longer be able to use my work-issued Orca pass to ride Kitsap Fast Ferries at no cost. They are aligning their fare policy with Washington State Ferries, and all along I have had to pay full fare as a passenger on those vessels rather than using my Orca Card pass. This is a bummer, I've been raving about this benefit for ages, but oh well; paying $15 total for a round trip on Kitsap Fast Ferries isn't the end of the world. I don't ride them that often.

08252025-15 (02082016)

Anyway! The above shot was apparently taken, by someone else, on the bridge of the Spokane—the very same vessel Laney and I rode from Kingston to Edmonds and back today—nine years ago, in 2016. Laney had told me sometimes Jessica gets to drive the boat, and she might be able to take us up to the bridge. She made it clear there was no promise of this, but in the end, we did get to go inside one of them, on the ride back from Edmonds. These vessels have a bridge at either end, so they can just drive from either side depending on which direction they're going, and she took us to the back one that was not in use when we were headed back to Kingston.

She did tell us we were not allowed to take pictures, though. Again a bummer, but understandable; I'm sure there are security concerns. I figured I could find some photos of others already online, though, and I was not wrong. I found the above shot on this blog post, with no writing or photographer credit besides "arbeam," from February 8, 2016. The title of the post was "Washington State Ferry Tour," and just by chance it also happened to be on the Spokane—a vessel built in 1972 and rebuilt in 2004, with a passenger capacity of 2000 and a vehicle capacity of 188. It's 440' long, which is roughly the equivalent of a 40-story building on its side. That makes it much bigger than it looks, I think.

Anyway, I saved a copy of that photo mostly because of the literal steering wheel seen in it—which Laney and I also saw on the bridge when we visited. I can't remember if the wheel was designed exactly the same today; I think it may not have had the knobs extending outside the circle. But, I can't remember for sure.

I also saved this photo, much more recent, from a Seattle Times article about hoped-for improvements to the Washingston State Ferries—the largest ferry system in the country (and, incidentally, is the second-largest vehicle ferry system in the world, just behind BC Ferries)—first published in November 2021. That shot is quite clearly not taken on the Spokane, it was one of the fleet's 20 other vessels and I have no idea which one. But, again, the equipment seen there is very similar to what we saw, particularly the half-circular lever seen at bottom foreground.

I can't speak to the "tour" someone apparently did in 2016 as that doesn't strike me as overtly professional, but I do wonder about the photos taken by the Seattle Times in 2021. Presumably there were still security concerns, and I wonder if Washington State Ferries had to sign off on what photos could be published, maybe with certain more sensitive equipment not visible. Either way, it makes more sense for them to trust a photojournalist more than they woul a random schmo like me.

It was really cool to get in there to see that space, in any case. We were led through low-ceiling, very narrow hallways to get to it, with a coupe of rooms with bunk beds and lockers in case crew may need, for whatever reason, to stay the night at any time. Come to think of it, that would be kind of fun to do just for fun, even if the ferry were docked. I know they wouldn't do that kind of thing. I'm just saying it would be fun!

On the Edmonds-Kingston ferries, Laney and I spent most of our time sitting on an outdoor bench on the upper deck. Jessica came to say hi to us very briefly on the ride to Edmonds, and spent just a few more minutes with us on the ride back to Kingston, when we got the tour of the bridge. She was still on the clock, after all. Jessica gets up at something like 3:30 every morning for s shift that starts super early, which was why her shift ended with the return of the ferry to Kingston at 1:10. Her shift must have started at 6 a.m., give or take.

So, from there, Jessica went to fetch her truck, and Laney and I walked through a parking lot where Jessica could come and pick us up. We then went to a restaurant Jessica had recommended called Filling Station. It wasn't actually "Happy Hour," but I did get a super-refreshing Moscow Mule cocktail for all of ten bucks; a two-topping 10" pizza for $13.95; and with tax and tip my total came to $30.50, for a meal for which I had budgeted $40. Under budget, hooray! My projected budget balance of -$18.21 changed to -$8.71. (Granted, I budgeted $100 for Dad and Sherri's visit tomorrow, and hopefully I won't spend nearly that much.)

It was way too hot today, a high of 87° higher humidity than usual made that feel worse. The forecast for tomorrow is 83°, which is moderately better, and actually slightly lower than the forecast of 84° that was showing as of this morning. We'll see how that shakes out.

Now I'm doing laundry, and updating my blog again, and I shall chill for the rest of the evening, before getting up even earlier tomorrow for a day of adventure with Dad and Sherri on the Seattle Waterfront tomorrow.

08252025-09

[posted 7:40pm]

weekend "quick run-through"

08222025-12

Today is the first day of my "August staycation," which means I won't have my regular work lunch breaks to update with Daily Lunch Updates (DLUs). Lest I forget to update at all, I need to make an extra effort on this for the next several days . . . so! Let's see how quickly I can do a rundown/overview of the past weekend.I have other stuff to do today!

—On Friday I added twelve new photos to the working "PCC Central Office Move" album, as it was our last day at the 3131 Elliott Avenue office. Only about half of those were taken by the time I posted that day's DLU, and they also included also included two video clips: one of my final bike commute long the waterfront; one walking around the office right after I arrived, showing plastic box totes and rolling carts here and there. After I wrote that post, I took two final shots from that beloved patio—one reading my book out there on my lunch break for the last time; one a zoom shot on the top of Rainier Square Tower, at the base of which is both the new "small format" PCC Corner Market downtown store and the new office space, also my last time seeing the view of it from that vantage point. I took a few more photos of the office, and even two shots of my bike. I am only realizing now that one shot of the bike is in the 3131 Elliott Avenue parking garage; the second is in the Braeburn Condos parking garage.

—I rode my bike home on Friday with the very last things from my desk in my backpack: my work laptop; the plastic paperwork stand I keep my printed calendars to; my PCC tumbler I use for tea every day plus the coaster I have always used for it; my headset and its cradle used for charging it; my mouse, and two small bottles of hand lotion. This will all be the first load I bring back to the new office on Tuesday next week, where they will have a new keyboard waiting for me in my cubby—leaving my old one on my desk last Friday was the indicator to have it recycled, and I already filled out a survey asking for a new one. Several of the letters were scraped off of it so I was good with getting a new one of those, but my headset and mouse were still perfectly good so I saw no need to replace them. Anyway, thanks to the laptop more than anything, this all made my laptop quite full and very heavy, and after carrying my suitcase plus my heavy backpack (that time with my Macbook in it) all over Minneapolis my last day there fucked up my left shoulder for a good two days after—I'm nearly 50; I shan't be doing that again—I figured it best that I not ride home with the backpack this heavy on my back. I tied it to the rear bike rack, something I had not done with anything in ages, mostly because I switched from my shoulder bag to the backpack Alexia gave me some time ago, to give my back more even distribution. But the bag now was particularly heavy so I used it, tying the bag with the bungee cord I always have there. It was a little precarious, and easy to offset my bike's center of gravity, but I made it surprisingly close to home without incident or without the bag sliding over the place. Only when I stopped on Pine right in front of my building, halfway up the block toward 15th Avenue East, to take a picture of the scaffolding finally going up our south side of the building for the ongoing building repair project, did the backpack suddenly slide over and hang off to the side. I righted it before riding the rest of the way up the hill—most of the way this time I rode in much lower gear than normal—but by the time I got into the garage the bag was hanging off the side again. It was a bit of a challenge grabbing the bungee cord in a way that I could unlatch it again to take the backpack off, but after a few minutes I managed it.

The rest of the evening Friday was relatively uneventful. We had dinner, we watched this week's episode of Foundation on Apple TV.

08232025-04

—On Saturday Laney and I went to see a movie: Honey Don't, the new Ethan Coen film, and although we both agreed it was not great and had a lot of flaws, we both still really enjoyed it more than we expected to. Both of our expectations had been in the basement due to the mixed-bad reviews, but Laney was interested in the lesbian noir of it all and so was I; plus we had no money to lose on it since we both have AMC A-list monthly subscriptions.

—After the movie, Laney walked as far as Pike Street with me but then peeled off to catch a bus back up the hill. I went to the Central Library to pick up a DVD I had ready to check out. On the way, I passed Rainier Square, and something occurred to me: would the electronic fob I was issued at work last week for the new office be working already? I walked in through the north entrance to the Rainier Square Tower lobby, and through the elevator bank to the short steps up to what used to be the north entrance to the store and is now the back entrance to the office. I saw the fob reader already installed there, and tested it. It worked! I peeked into the door to see if anyone was in there, and kind of unsurprisingly since it was Saturday, there wasn't. I went inside and kind of snuck around quietly, and I took four more pictures, taking the total for my working "PCC Central Office Move" album to 20 shots. I'll surely be taking a bunch more on September 2 when we all have our first day in there. I'm now thinking, though, that I may pull this same trick if I'm downtown next weekend, which will be after all the desks are finally set up in there, that being the whole reason everyone is working from home this week (or, in the case of people like myself or Frank—who took his inspiration from me—taking PTO). I could clearly barge in during the week if I wanted to, but I don't want to be disruptive.

—Shobhit went to an overnight event out of town Saturday night, so I took that opportunity to return to Steamworks. They have much higher rates on weekends, $47 before 6:00 and $62 after, so I went out of my way to get there right before 6. This meant that I was not quite done writing my movie review before I needed to go, however, so I did something unprecedented: I brought my laptop with me, and I finished writing the review while in the Standard Room I rented. I knew it would be some time before I got any action, though (indeed, I was there five hours for this very reason; I usually give up and go home after four if nothing of note is happening), so this was a way to kill a bit of time at the beginning of my time there. Writing the review in this way, though, with interruptions and then doing it in a very unusual environment, would still be why the review is shorter than usual, barely more than 600 words. I also just didn't have a ton to say about this movie in particular.

—Yesterday, Sunday, Shobhit returned from Gig Harbor, and shortly after that he made cucumber sandwiches to bring to the party we were invited to: Agastya, who was part of the all-Hindi play that was the first Seattle play Shobhit had ever been in, in 2005 (twenty years ago!) and also taught the Hindi class Karen and I met at and took from 2005 to 2007, was hosting a party for people associated with that same South Asian arts organization, Pratidhwani. We couldn't have been there longer than about an hour, but that was plenty of time to see Agastya and his wife Mariana's ("rhymes with banana," she said—I won't forget that name now) quite large house in Kenmore, with its view of a green belt in the back beyond their very own pickleball court. I was actually having a relatively good time, but Shobhit was suddenly eager to go, and asked me to drive. He told me he was "feeling hazy" and was too afraid of falling down or something in the middle of the party. Nothing like that ever happened, but at least this left us plenty of time to relax and hang out the rest of the evening.

—We had watched one of this week's two PBS reruns of As Time Goes By before we left, then we watched the other after we got back. Then we watched the DVD I had checked out of the library: Michael Clayton, an excellent movie which Shobhit had never seen before, and which he made easier for me to retain its dense writing by being there to offer clarifications for me. Then, he did something he had never done before, and which kind of shocked me: as soon as the movie ended, he started it right over again, with the director and editor commentary on! He later admitted he thought it would be more like an interview and didn't realize it would run the entire length of the movie—he clearly didn't know how DVD commentaries work—but that didn't stop him from running through the whole thing again. Effectively we watched the entire movie twice in a row. Then, we walked to the Capitol Hill branch library to return it, and then walked back.

There you have it! How's that for a "quick run-through" of my weekend?

08242025-01

[posted 8:42am]