Are you the king of anything? King of the lanes, king of the trolls?

We are still in Seattle. Yesterday we walked to the bus stop, took the bus downtown, took the ferry 35 minutes across the bay to Bainbridge Island, and then rented bikes. The guy at the bike shop gave us a route to ride to a park where we could sit and eat our lunch by the water. I was a little curious when he used the term "hill climbs" to describe part of our ride, but I figured they were small hills we could handle. Turns out those were some darn big hills. We made it though and had a nice little lunch by the water, but then we had to go back and unfortunately the hills we got to coast down on the way there were ones we had to climb up on the way back. Funny how it works that way. Afterwards, Holly told me that when she envisioned our day, she thought it would involve beach cruisers, mostly flat beachfront property with some gentle rolling hills, an AM/FM radio to listen to some tunes, and that we would be wearing bonnets. None of that happened. Well, except for the bonnets.

After we rode our bikes back to the rental place, caught the ferry, took a bus, and walked back to our little apartment, we then walked over a mile to the University District and saw the movie Away We Go. We laughed. We almost cried. We enjoyed it.

Today we attempted to do something called a Street Scramble where you get a map and have to visit various checkpoints in order to earn points, but they must have changed the time or something because nobody knew about it at 9am today. So instead we strolled around Fremont and visited a troll under a bridge. Soon we will attempt to find a place to watch the fireworks.