Riding the ferry was always a highlight as a kid. My family would visit my grandfather on Bainbridge Island maybe once every 3 years before he passed away. The cool mist, endless fog, and countless jelly fish always blew my mind. So when Megan and I decided to move to Port Orchard with the in-laws and commute to Seattle via the Bremerton Ferry I was stoked. Last night reality gave us a quick kick to the nuts. We missed our 6:45 ferry due to traffic in South Lake Union. We didn’t make it home until 9:30.