Day 9: MUSICAL MINDS
Everyone got up well before 6:05am when I finally awoke. I was the last to get up since this time it was my turn to give Tahia the late night feeding at midnight last night.
But all this tending to Tahia this morning also meant that Julie and her mom got a head start on packing their stuff as well as Tahia’s stuff. I was already mostly packed last night.
It was about to be the end of our Seattle leg of the trip as we finally checked out of the Moore Hotel at 9:50am. The lobby was busy with people both checking in and checking out so while all that was going on, I went to grab the rental car and take it to the passenger loading zone right in front of the hotel entrance.
Julie still had one more pumping to go, and when we arrived at the airport, it was just in time for her to be done. We also made sure not to forget the GPS mount on the windshield unlike the faux pas we made in Canada last September.
Andy, the same driver who picked us up from the Seatac Airport when we arrived, was inside the car rental return structure. He helped us out with loading some of our luggage into the Lincoln towncar, and we certainly needed the space for the stroller went in the back seat as well as some of our packs, which were resting on our laps.
During the drive, Andy and I made more small talk. This time, he wasn’t listening to rap music, but instead, he was listening to some alternative rock music. In this case, it was Tegan and Sara, whom he seemed to respect and adore greatly.
He said me recently moved from LA to Seattle just two years ago with the reason being to get more immersed in the punk scene since he was in a punk band. We also talked about various other music-related things like some of the old 90s rap music stuff when I was into it from watching Dee Barnes’ show Pump It Up. We also talked about the Pixies, which my cousin just so happened to know very well.
Anyways, we made it to the cruise docks at 10:45am, and I could see from the demographic being mostly senior that we sort of didn’t really fit the bell curve of passengers very well. Plus, we had an infant in tow.
After a bit of drama having to wait forever for one of the union workers to cart our luggage to the ship (we were doing it ourselves before someone spotted us and told us someone would come), we went through the long queues, the passport checks, the boarding pass checks, the issuing of keycards, and the roll call for boarding groups, and when all was said and done, it was 12:25pm when we were finally in our state room in the Holland America cruiseline.
The state room was cramped, and clearly it wasn’t even 1/4th as spacious as the Moore Hotel room we had stayed in for 5 nights. So we had some adjusting to do, and perhaps the thought that the cruise part of the journey would be the easy part of the trip with baby was turning out to be false.
And so began the final leg of our first ever extended holiday with Tahia…