I have no sense of direction

 That never happens.  I always know where I am and what direction I’m pointing; but not here.  If I can’t see the water, the only way I can find my way around is with the navigator.  Every time I guess which way I’m headed then check the compass heading, I’ve got it backwards.  We’re lost in the hills and valleys. Once in a while though, Mount Rainier pops up to tell us which direction is south. That helps. We walked into a teriyaki restaurant yesterday, and the girl at the counter looked up, looked at me, and said “chicken bowl.”  “Spicy.” Of course she was right. We’ve been here long enough 

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