At one time, in the distant past before I-90 became the main highway, this route was US-10. There are some stretches of the old road still around, now WA-10, and like old roads, if you look you can still see the "signs" that this was the main way at one point. My favorite one is this one -- in the small town of George. Yes, that's right, George, Washington! The best thing though is the name -- the Martha Inn. Say it all together -- "The Martha Inn, George Washington." Someone had a sense of humor. You know this place has a story to tell. It's been abandoned for the 20 years I've lived in Washington -- I remember seeing it as I drove to Spokane every other month or so on business when I first came here -- and it took me a few trips to "get" the joke. I'd forgotten about it until I saw the exit for "George" and it jostled my memory so I exited to find if Martha was still here....and she was. I would have loved to have seen that neon sign lit up.
This is Friday before the long weekend, so the traffic out of Seattle was bad -- but I've never seen it so backed up. It was essentially a 45 mile traffic jam from Easton, all the way over Snoqualmie Pass and down the other side to just about North Bend. I was sure glad I was going the other way. It reminded me of a movie scene where they try to evacuate a big city due to a natural disaster or nuclear bomb or something. I figure it will be a quiet weekend here in the City with everyone gone!
It will be good to sleep in my own bed in my house tonite -- 14 days, and 4499 miles after I left on May 8th.