It started on Monday...Will and I drove down to SeaTac to take Jake to the airport. His plane was leaving at 11:30am. We arrived at SeaTac around 9:30am (leaving Bellingham around 7:30am) and went to check him in at the counter. Since he is only 15, it is required that he is escorted to his seat, off the plane to the next plane, etc... The lady at the front desk told us that he wasn't going to be able to fly because his flight from Atlanta to Daytona was the last flight and any kid under 16 isn't allowed to board the last flight of the night because of all sorts of reasons. We were so upset because the airline shouldn't have let Will's mom book the flight in the first place if that was the case. Anyway, they rebooked his flight for Tuesday (yes, the 4th) at 7am.
There was no way we were going to drive all the way back to Bellingham and then get up at the crack of dawn to drive back down, so we just got a hotel and tooled around Seattle for the day. What a long day. We started down at the piers, then walked up to Pike's Place and then walked to the space needle and hung out there for awhile. We were so tired, especially since it was super hot and all our walking was uphill. Luckily, we were smart enough to get a taxi back to our car.
After we were done with Seattle, we drove back to SeaTac to our hotel and man, was that a process. Will's mom got us the hotel and so we had to find it. It took us way too long to find the hotel, we got lost so many times it was ridiculous. And by the way, I was supposed to work on the 4th at 7:30am and had to call and see if someone could cover for me. I felt so bad but I had no other choice. It was just crazy. So, the day finally came to an end and we were able to see Jake off Tuesday morning. Will and I drove home and just crashed. We were gonna go watch the fireworks down at the water but we were beat. So, we just stayed home and watched the fireworks on TV. Now all I need to do is catch up on my sleep.

Here's Jake holding up the space needle. Pretty cool, huh?