Background
Welcome to the Vacation That Wasn’t.
Let me explain.
In 2020, the world went to hell as the global COVID19 pandemic set in. Traveling anywhere for frivolous reasons – like taking vacation – became impossible to justify. So we stopped trying. Our annual trip with friends to Bodega? Cancelled. Thoughts of flying up to see Robert in Bellingham? A non-starter. A cruise? *snort* And so the entire year passed with us sitting at home, leaving the house once per week to go to the grocery store.
There was one break – at Christmas, Robert did fly down to see us for a few weeks. We had gone the entire year apart from each other, as he’d previously been home for New Years 2019/2020…but no summer visit, no Thanksgiving visit….just more Zoom calls. But even with his trip home in Dec 2020 there was nervousness, as COVID vaccines hadn’t yet debuted and risk, therefore, existed as he journeyed to a crowded airport and a flight in enclosed spaces. Thankfully, his flight was lightly populated, and everyone was masked, so nothing happened (phew!)
Then 2021 dawned and the promise of vaccination meant that we could once again consider travel. Except the problem with a pandemic is that while vaccinations certainly reduced the risk of a horrible death, it didn’t eliminate the risk of contracting a manageable but still unwanted case of COVID. So travel still came with an elevated chance of walking into bad environments. Travel to exotic locations for sight-seeing still seemed to be out for 2021, although more controlled environments seemed doable. Therefore, we rescheduled our Bodega trip for Oct 2021 (two months away at time of this writing) as we’d be with our small circle of trusted friends at a house occupied by only us.
But we still wanted to see Robert. Another 8 months apart had us Jones-ing to spend some time with him. “Why don’t we fly up to see him over the summer, while both boys are on summer vacation?” we asked ourselves in June. That sounded like a great idea. We could spend time together, explore Bellingham and the surrounding area, and also let Andrew see the campus since he, like Robert had done, was considering the Pacific Northwest as a possible region for his college years. So we talked to Robert and all decide that we’d Do It <tm>.
So going to see Robert became our vacation…until Robert let us know he was going to move into a studio apartment as his roommate of the past year, Ashley, was graduating over the summer and was likely leaving Bellingham. And – guess what? – the apartment move could be made to coincide with our trip. So our vacation kinda morphed into a “let’s move” party. Sure, the move was only going to take part of one day, but now we had RESPONSIBILITY rather than 100% fun-and-games. More like 10% work/90% fun-and-games. Sigh. (Seriously, it worked out perfectly that we could go up and help make the move happen. Robert needed someone to drive a pickup and some strong backs/weak minds to assist.)
Planning
As usual, I threw myself into the planning with wild abandon. Not quite the wild abandon of prior vacations, as this was a much more mundane than a trip to Europe or a cruise…but I was glad to get a chance to engage my Google-fu muscles again and look at various options.
As usual, the first step was to settle on our dates and then look into flights. The main contenders to fly from SJC to SEA are Alaska, Delta, and Southwest. I didn’t seriously consider Southwest because I really dislike their boarding procedure and the fact that it basically forces one to check-in EXACTLY 24 hours prior to the flight in order to get a decent boarding group number.
For our Alaskan cruise vacation we’d flown Delta and had experienced a lot of frustration with them. First off, Delta cancelled our original flight several weeks pre-trip and then assigned us to a new flight. Then that flight changed schedule 3-4 times before, eventually, returning to the original schedule. And on our day of departure the flight was delayed due to equipment problems which put us at risk of missing our connecting flight to Anchorage. So after that experience I vowed to use the (more expensive but higher rated) Alaska Airlines flights.
But it turns out that Alaska’s flights use really cramped seating. I don’t recall exactly, but it was something like narrow (17.5”) seats combined with tight seat pitch – around 29” IIRC. Delta was flying Embraer 175s with wider seats and 1-2” more pitch – and the width won out. So I booked the flight on the smaller Delta plane. After booking we changed the trip dates when Robert’s move-in date changed, and the updated dates were less expensive than our original dates, resulting in our receiving a credit. I turned around and plowed a portion of that credit into Economy Plus seats which gave us even MORE distance between rows, a bit more seat width, AND gave us dedicated overhead bin space. The latter means that we wouldn’t have to “play the system” like we normally do and check our bags at the gate if/when the airline offered free stowage in order to help them free up limited overhead space. We could carry our bags onboard without worrying about the stress of fighting for bin space. In hindsight, I’m betting that the flight is going to be sparsely sold and overhead space will NOT be at a premium…but the extra seat dimensions were the REAL benefit for us.
We’d normally lean to taking Lyft to/from the airport but, as a COVID-exposure control measure, we didn’t want to get into a car with someone we didn’t know whose vaccination status we couldn’t control, so ended up arranging for offsite parking. Ultimately, the parking fees are likely to have been less than the cost of ride sharing.
For accommodations, the obvious choice was (once again) the Holiday Inn Express both E and I have stayed at during our earlier trips up there. After some family discussion it was decided that Andrew would stay with Robert (and Ashley) while we would get ourselves a room at the hotel. While Holiday Inn Express normally offers a hot buffet breakfast we aren’t sure what to expect this time. For health reasons we might be offered only grab-and-go style foods. We’ll see.
Of course, we’d need a rental car to get ourselves from Seattle to Bellingham and toodle around town. WOOF! Prices were outrageous! The pandemic apparently caused the rental cars to be weirdly distributed – the airports didn’t have as many cars returning to them as usual. So what would have previously been a $500 rental was closer to $1000. Ouch. We had originally thought about getting an SUV to handle the move, but realized two things: a) an SUV still wouldn’t help us move a bed and/or Robert’s desk; and b) we could rent a UHaul pickup for a few hours in Bellingham for about $50 and get a non-SUV, savings us several hundred dollars. So a comfy sedan was rented and we were ready with flight, lodging, and transportation.
That left what is usually the BEST part of planning for me: looking for things to do and places to eat. Alas, Bellingham isn’t a great cultural center so there’s essentially few tourist places in the city to go to. The attraction of Bellingham is the surrounding areas, filled with natural beauty. Once you’ve gone to the Spark Museum of Electrical Invention (which E and Robert have done) you’ve pretty much seen The Sight inside city limits. So planning daily events didn’t involve a lot of gut-wrenching choices. Basically, this trip’s schedule was “Day 1: fly….Day 2: campus tour (part of day), rest TBD….Day 3: TBD….Day 4: TBD….Day 5: Move Robert FAST and book back to SEA to fly home.” (Robert couldn’t move in until Tuesday, and Andrew starts school the next day, so we have to complete the move by about 2PM on Tuesday so we have time to drive back to SEA and catch our dinner-time flight. Shouldn’t be a problem…but the last day unfortunately can’t be a breezy, relaxing one.)
As far as places to eat, this is normally really fun – and Bellingham certainly offers lots of options to be considered. Unfortunately, in a world of COVID many restaurants were reducing their offerings in order to have choices that were more take-out friendly. So looking at menus wasn’t as interesting as usual. And, sadly, some places were either closed or were operating for fewer hours because of severe labor shortages. Still, despite these issues I never tire of reading menus and a short-list of potential places to eat was built. Unusually, the list included some options for potential take-out. Our thinking was that we might want to bring food back to Robert’s apartment and enjoy a private meal with everyone, including Ashley, that didn’t require us to mask up and hope we could find outdoor seating or a socially distanced table inside a restaurant.