Now, I have a lot of American friends, and you guys know I love you, but, seriously, can't y'all be a bit more polite? You're giving yourself a bad name, here. Just because the check out line up is a tad bit long is no reason to go off on some poor teenager working the till. Spend some time in Canada and drink some beer; it'll do you good.
After a somewhat fruitless search through ROSS we went on to the heart of historic Bellingham: Fairview. We stopped by the Fairview Smoke Shop and I picked up a box of Gloria Cubana Wavell robustos. The price was about $200 less than what I'd have to pay in Canada, if I could find the darn things (they're hard to find in Canada) so I was pretty happy, especially when they didn't charge me any duty at the border!We spent some time walking around Fairview and then headed out for Chuckanut Drive. We wove around the coast on a mountain side for the better part of an hour. I spent most of the time wondering just how much those damn mansions cost and the rest of the time remembering that I do get motion sickness in the back seat of a van while driving down windy-weavy roads. Maybe it should be called Chuckalot Drive. The scenery certainly does qualify for "damn pretty," though.
After Chuckanut (not nearly as bad as twistanut or crushanut) we spent about 40 minutes driving around looking for the best price on gas and, after saving about $0.30, we confidently left the area in search of the Daffodils that Skagit Valley (I'm not making up these names!) is famous for. The tulips weren't in bloom yet, so we had to settle for their yellow counterpart.
We ended the US trip with a drive through La Conner and a fantastic view from a scary bridge - seen below.
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