at the consulate

The old German Consulate made an excellent and friendly evening stopover.

By now we were in Port Townsend, an area which seems to have selected elements from prior eras and created its own unique mashup of the results.

The whole character could change quickly from sunshine with everyone spilling out along the sidewalks, to a kind of mystery novel air of quiet, punctuated by a few ravens or crows screeching into the air.

I don't know, it kind of reminded me of an old movie or two...?