Yesterday, Sunday, we caught a bus from Vancouver to Seattle. We had to go through US customs at the border and we got grilled by the customs officer. What exactly do they think we are going to be doing? Every time we go through customs, Christie always gets picked on more than myself. She must look guilty of something. Anyway, the drive down was really pretty, with forest on both sides and it was drizzling with rain.
Our hostel is one street back from a heap of bars and restaurants which is good and it's not too far from the main area of the city. We had dinner during happy hour which was really cool because our meals were $3 each. Back at the hostel, every room has been painted by a different artist which adds a cool atmosphere. There was also a girl in our room who lives in New York so she gave us a heap of recommendations and her details so we could contact her once we arrived there.
The art in our room.
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