“Son, we’re going to the states!”
My boy looked at me with the most dismayed look ever. He knows my directionally challenged ways. And he also doesn’t like a whole lotta new and detests getting lost. So we are quite a team when we venture out to places unknown.
Sundays are traditionally our family day, so rather than continuing to tinker on a new DIY in the works while my son zoned out on some screen, I grabbed the keys and out the door we went instead.
I admit, I’ve been wanting to try out our dual passports. They arrived awhile back, and haven’t taken him across the line with it yet. We hope for a little summer trip where the palm trees blow, so I wanted to make sure they both worked in harmony before absolutely needing them.
I’m really embarrassed to admit, it’s been 14 years since I’ve parked in this border lineup. I’d been an avid states goer for food and gas before my son was born, but ever since he arrived, there were adoption papers that dealt with a long wait, then the dollar changed in our favour. So going back no longer held much merit.
But I was hungry for good Mexican food. And there’s an amazing place called El Nopal that had been getting some local buzz lately. So off we went, fingers crossed that we wouldn’t get hopelessly lost.
And I admit, as I looked up Lynden on the google map before we left, my eyes wandered further down the west coast, to places I hadn’t returned to in YEARS… getting braver here, can you tell?
I flicked my iPhone to airplane mode so it wouldn’t roam, fired up the GPS, and took off for the relatively unknown.
Funny, but I remember Sumas being a little more to visit 14 years ago. I think we counted about 20 buildings and we were done. With most not open. So we moved onto Lynden.
Lynden is a quaint little dutch community with windmills dotting most intersections. Completely adorable and worth taking pictures of. As we cruised one way, my son displayed full bored zombie mode, plus most stores were closed again, so I knew right then I should have taken pics on the way in, because we were about to exit. Real fast.
If you look REALLY hard in picture #1, that teal building is part of a windmill. Boo! I’ll return again on my own another day when I have my good camera with me… and I’m alone.
“Where DO you want to go then? The beach? Shopping to a mall?”
“THE MALL! METROTOWN!”
Although he got his countries mixed up, we head out to Bellis Fair in Bellingham. Teen town shopping for sure. His dream and my nightmare.
Well, this one store had me bringing out my iPhone in a real hurry. It was gorgeous! The exposed lighting tubes, the ceiling panels, crazy different floors in every nook and cranny, it was wonderful! But I felt guilty even taking this picture, so I hid my phone once again.
Goodness… all those cute little clothes… do I sound like a 50ish year old? When did this happen?
Delighted to find a TJ Max since we don’t have them in Canada, I fell rather hard for this metal and wood file cabinet. Two side by side with a desk top would be fabulous! But it wasn’t a need, just a like.
On our way home, we stopped at our Mexican place, and had the MOST AMAZING meal ever, complete with fried ice cream. We will be back!
It’s interesting how much verbal conversation is missing from life when you’re online. An impromptu family day in Washington ended up being the best things we could have done.
We even chatted where our next adventure would be, with a choice. Waterfront or an antique town? I was prepared to kick off my shoes and dip my toes in frigid waters collecting sea shells, but that is not what he chose!
“Do you KNOW what kind of town Snohomish, Washington is?! Are you SURE?!”
He rolled his eyes, and with a small smirk, told me to just bring on the good food, and he’s on board.
Dear Snohomish, please stock up on new antiques and plenty of fresh grub, because I’m bringin’ a good camera and a hungry boy with me! Soon!
And I can’t wait to bring you all along for the ride.