I hate using my phone's hot-spot but had to in order to answer emails and prep for the fair move-out. It's owned by Caladex and I have no idea what the media costs are. When I ask I get shrugged off. So no recreational work done, online.
I rented a car for Saturday and drove up into the mountains along the 90, east of Seattle, to get a better idea of how it works up there. I wanted to get a feel for the are Dair's Window is set in, and I'm glad I did. Even though the story takes place in the first decade of this century, I could see where I was being unrealistic about a few aspects of the area. Better to know now than later.
I missed the No Kings demonstration, here, but will attend the next one, in Buffalo. I may even get an inflatable character to wear when I do it.
The fair went all right. I had 4 dealers to handle and had to shrink-wrap 4 pallets, which really wears you out if you do it right. I can only hope I did, because I don't normally do that kind of thing. But I was exhausted by the time it was done.
Walking back to the monorail, I saw this great image of the Space Needle so took a couple shots. I like this one, where it's reflected in the Museum of Pop Culture building. And the color is so right for near Halloween. Looks kind of like a space alien from a 50s horror film.
On the flights, there was minimal room so I read two books -- Hang On, St. Christopher by Adrian McKinty, which was good...though I do feel the ending was a bit rushed, and The Seven Dials Mystery by Agatha Christie...which was weird. It was published in 1929 and parts were funny, but it had a dozen characters running around calling each other by 2-3 different names, so got a bit confusing. And I didn't really buy the explanation.
My return flights were okay, though I did have to book it from the end of Concourse B to the end of Concourse A, in Denver, within 10 minutes to make my connection. And that flight had the most uncomfortable seats. But I got home...a bit late...and slept til 11:30am.
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