Sooo...my best friend Jordan (colossus999) and I planned on going to Pacific Lutheran University, where he's going to college, and then to Seattle to look around, shop, have fun, etc. I was born very near Seattle, so it was like going back home (or going to the place we both visited in April.)
Well...my mom and grandma kept calling me, and told me the weather in Seattle would be awful, etc. So Jordan and I went to Olympia instead. Found a hotel across the street from a Denny's, settled in, had a breakfast-dinner, and watched a movie until we were both asleep.
The next day we headed for Portland, which was supposed to have better weather. It did.

We then went to a neat Sushi place, and headed for home.
Now, lots of other things happened on the trip...mostly on the trip back. We went through Mount Rainier National Park/Forest. Headed to Yakima where we got completely lost. Jordan went into the gas station to ask for directions...he came out "Well, everyone there spoke Spanish except for the guy in the turban."
Me: Did you ask the guy in the turban for directions?
The guy in the turban must have been six feet tall, with a big bushy beard (white), and a Turkish moustache.
Jordan: He was a little intimidating.
So that was fun

But seriously folks...what was the point of the trip? We missed PLU, we missed Seattle. In fact, the entire purpose was to go to Portland so we could have some sushi. Woo yeah.
So now I'm back, and am going to slowly respond to messages, and then get ready for school on the second! As much as I wish this break would continue on, I like keeping busy. I'm a little stir-crazy right now...