Rain. Dark, hard, relentless rain reminiscent of Nebraska. This is the day I'm going to take a ferry, ride my motorcycle 120 miles, take another ferry, and eventually realight at db. Oy vey.

Blessings:
- I have an insulated rainsuit.
- There is not much traffic out in the middle of a Tuesday.
- I found an express bus from Bellevue to downtown, with only a two-block walk to connect to the bus that goes to the ferry dock.
- I've had my coffee.
- My iPod and iPhone are fully charged.
- Five bouts of the nookie-liscious under my belt, with one money shot to spark reminiscent tingles (call the TMI police!)

Ugh, almost downtown. Now to figure out which ferry I'll get, and how to get home once island touchdown occurs.