Docking in to Port Angeles, the marked Vampire territory expecting a very dark cloudy town but pleasantly surprised to see the sun waiting for us and greeting our faces with a warm embrace.
This was a good sign, I felt relieved and ready for the long trip ahead. As we drove off the ferry we saw the border officials roaming around the cars and trucks with the dogs out in full force. Not knowing what we were going to be facing once it was our turn to speak to the boarder control officer I could feel my face hurting by my oversized smile I had extended from ear to ear.
Ben our Doberman popped his head out the window and the officer beamed a bright smile, and called to his partner to take a look, that’s when Jazz our Rotti extended her head out too and the other officer lit up just as the first did. This was a good sign! He asked some routine questions which Brad answered without a shiver in his voice while I was in the passenger seat hoping they were not going to ask us to unload our trailer. We made some small talk and next thing I heard was Hasta La Vista folks, have a good trip. WOW! Did that just happen? Was that as easy as it just seemed?
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