I still have pictures to post of beautiful things that words can't describe, but we are still traveling back to our cats (who according to all reports are being sufficiently spoiled) and I am cleverly posting from my phone. i shall blame that, and the fact it is 3:0) am for all typos you shall encounter.
This post is merely to state a few facts about the hellhole we are returning to. Let us begin with the fact they evidently missed us so much here that the entire state stopped working while we were gone, cleaely in an attempt to prevent more people from leaving they stopped all constuction on roads so that your car would break an axle while utilizing the stupid freeway. If that was not enough to keep you home, they locked up all the rest areas. Not only did they presumably lock the buildings but for some reason also barricaded the ramps to prevent use of a state property. I'm not even going to delve into the liquor shortage this is going to cause due to licensing. A cruel act where most natives rely on beer to keep cool, and vodka to keep warm..
Of course I can't neglect to mention the weather which according to all reports has been horrific with thousands of inches of rain and heat that rivals the jungle. Which of course brings me to my last point. Weather unfit for inhabitation by humans and dogs, and cats not in air conditioning is perfect for bloodsucking bugs.
As we were driving down the road, a mere 100 miles into this humid lake ridden jungle, the dogs needed to be walked. In the 5 minutes this activity took, I was bitten at least 20 times, and when I got back into the car, there were a zillion of the little flying needles in the car with us, despite the closing of the car doors as fast as humanly possible. Of course the native person said they didn't bite him. Obviously there is some weird recessive mosquito repelling gene that locals have found to allow the survival of people longterm in these horrifying conditions.
Finally, I'd just like to add, that the temperature the next 3 days here, are going to be 95,97, and 100, with storms every day. In Seattle? 76, 70, and 64 degrees. If it wasn't the cats, nothing could have convinced me to come back.