Seattle has welcomed us into its frosty embrace. The coach arrived only 45 minutes later than the train would've done. The streets are eerily empty, and whereas they plough snow north of the border they don't seem to bother here. We skidded to the hotel on compacted ice.
The man on reception was very cheery, told us that 1000 people are currently queuing for flights at Seattle airport and that others have been waiting at the bus station for three days. "But there's plenty of room here," he added.
So we're a few miles closer to home. More tomorrow!
