One of the adventures of traveling is that sometimes you're thrown a curve ball and have to punt.  (I suppose sports analogies are appropriate.)  After a long day of traveling, I checked into my hotel (more about the hotel in a later blog) and checked my e-mail, only to discover that the Men's Giant Slalom has been rescheduled to Tuesday. Of course, I'll be traveling back to Cleveland on Tuesday.
 
Apparently, the mountain had too much snow overnight making the race course too dangerous -- so the women's event was rescheduled to Sunday, pushing the men's event back.  I'm still hoping that I'll be able to exchange my ticket to attend the women's race, but I won't be able to find out until later today.  (It's 1:51 a.m. EST as I write this.)
 
Otherwise the travel day was quite nice.  The flights were good, uneventful and arrived early at both Denver and Seattle.  Recently airlines have received some criticism about padding flight times to improve their on time arrival statistics. I welcome that padding -- makes connections less stressful if a flight is delayed.
 
As we approached Seattle, I was bowled over (sticking with the sports theme) by the view.  First I spotted Mount St. Helens poking out of the clouds.  Then, almost close enough to touch, we flew by Mount Ranier.  It was awe inspiring. 
 
After arriving, it was relatively easy to find the new light rail transit system to take me downtown where I was staying.  A word of caution though, it was easy to find, but it was quite a trek.  I kept walking and walking and walking.  But the fare was $2.50; a considerable savings compared with taxi fare, so I believed the trade-off was worthwhile.  
 
Next, I'm planning to drive to Olympic National Park, although the majestic Mount Ranier keeps beckoning me. I have few opportunities to see the Pacific Ocean, so I'm steeled to avoid the call of the Mountain.  More to come.