One thing you can do a lot of in Seattle is ride ferry boats. They're pretty convenient compared to driving around the lake, though perhaps not as affordable or frequent as Vancouver's Sea Bus. Riding the ferry recreationally is a luxury that living where I work affords me. Many folks commute from Bremerton, or Bainbridge, or perhaps Vashon Island. They have to ride the ferry every single work day. I imagine it isn't quite as fun the two hundredth time this year. Perhaps they resent Sunday commuters such as myself, who don't observe ferry etiquette unconsciously. It annoys me, certainly, when someone has driven their car on and left it with an overly sensitive alarm active. That sort of thing is obvious enough to avoid, but what else could I be doing which violates the psychic personal space of those cursed with expensive island homes and jobs in town? I like standing on the protruding upper deck of the ferry (referred to as the "pickle fork" due to its shape) and looking down into people's sunroofs as their cars board. I don't drop anything, but it sure is fun to think about. Not much else to do on the ferry besides sitting in the observation deck listening to the toilets flush, or perhaps dodging seagull shit.

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