Bremerton Ferry & Seattle

We spent some time with Adam's family in and around Seattle.

Uncle Eric (Adam's brother) flew in from Michigan to visit.

My poor Violet.  Getting greener and greener.

Spring sunshine.

The boys were excited to spot a Delorean.

It's the Back to the Future car!

We fed some ducks near the Boeing factory in Seattle.

We took the Bremerton Ferry.  It was the girls' first time on a ferry.

Poor, poor Violet.  Ginger lollipops, seasickness bands, Dramamine...not much was working.  Motion sickness on top of tummy trouble-ug.

Piper and Daddy had a nice breakfast inside.

What the heck?  THIS AREA.  Yes...what about it?

That ferry was so clean.  I would expect it to be like the inside of a taxi cab, but it was spotless.

Adam took the girls outside to point out the...whatever all the technical ferry stuff is called.

It was chilly.  And windy.  But Violet seemed to feel a little better outside. It's weird how the ferry drifts sideways.  It's kind of disorienting.

 

The nice captain waved and waved to the girls from his tower.

  Awful photo, but I liked that standing gold-topped thing.  Anyone know what that is?

Comments

[Grump]

I think the standing gold-topped thing is called an "engine telegraph"(?).In the old days, when the Captain or whoever is driving the boat wants the engine people (engineers!) to change the speed and/or direction of the engine, the boat driver moved the handle to tell the engine people what to do, and the engine people moved a corresponding handle in the engine compartment indicationg they would comply. Then again, I could be completely wrong!

[Laura]

Oh, neat! Thanks for the info, Grump. You have a library in your head. That's nice.

[Charlotte]

Our ferries are very nice. It is a treat to take a ferry ride to downtown Seattle. It doesn't save on time or expense, just a lovely way to travel. Glad you got to enjoy it.

[Maria]

I learned on the Block Island Ferry that if you're not feeling so well, outside is the place to be. I was cursing the friend who told me to go outside (via phone; I was meeting her on Block Island) all the way across the boat to the doors as the floor pitched and rolled underfoot. Then I got outside and my nausea disappeared like magic. I told my friend later that I was sorry for calling her bad names in my head. :)