This morning I owned 3 cars and now it is down to 2. Which in reality makes me a one car family temporarily because their are no seatbelts in Bucky, they are In Transit to Next Facility according to USPS. I can drive it without the radio, but I think I’ll wait for the belts.
Brother-In-Law Scott came down from Everett on the train and I picked him up in Vancouver, Washington. He asked if I preferred Vancouver or Portland to pick him up at, I didn’t have a preference, but I picked Vancouver. Basically because it is not much further than the Portland train station and Vancouver is a lot smaller of a town.
We had a late breakfast or early lunch in Vancouver at the only restaurant I knew in town, Victoria’s Cafe. The only reason I know of it is because I met up with Sally’s daughter Claire and her new beau and his kids about a month ago.
We drove back here, loaded the snow tires in the back of Mini Two, and off it went on its way to its new home in Granite Falls.