That’s right! We made it. It was not our most efficient nor our most relaxing year, but all that matters is that we got all 21 stamps on our passports by the time the last bookstore closed. I was the driver, Colleen was the navigator, and our friend Willa was in the backseat presiding over our hoard of snacks. Together, we were a fearsome trio, determined to not only make it to all our bookstores, but to also have fun and enjoy ourselves—and we certainly succeeded!
Colleen and Willa while we were waiting for the Edmonds-Kingston ferry.
World's Smallest Book Club 