Hit the road, Jack!

Tomorrow is the day! I’m in Seattle, enjoying the fabulous view from an airport hotel, no need to unpack and repack everything. If I forgot it, I probably don’t really need it.

We meet in the hotel lobby at 10:30 and head to Everett.

I left Madison in a thunderstorm. We headed due east before turning south to Chicago, in order to miss most of it.

After a walk around the neighborhood near the Seattle airport, I ran into some other riders in the hotel lobby. As one of them mentioned, we from the US appear to be in the minority. I met one person from Melbourne, Australia, one from Dublin, Ireland, one from Niagara Falls, Ontario, and one from Minnesota. The Australian and Canadian rode across Canada together two years ago and are now opting for this shorter ride. For all of you who have asked, they tell me there will be 24 of us on the ride. I’ll know for sure when we all meet up Saturday.

And for the soccer fans out there, while waiting for my room to be ready, I watched Spain and Portugal play to a 3-3 tie in a World Cup match. Cristiano Ronaldo scored all of Portugal’s goals, the last on a beautiful free kick:

And, finally, how you know you aren’t in Kansas anymore: