Advice needed from Seattle members

I moved to Seattle in 1966 and recall listening to the radio one morning on my way to work. The DJ commented that we had just beat the Bible...that it was the 41st consecutive day of measurable rain.

The Pacific Northwest is beautiful country when the sun is out, and they have much to brag about...but it wasn't for me. Rain, volcanoes, earthquakes, hurricane-force winds, horrible traffic, and left coast politics. It took thirty years before I could get away, and except for the glut of old Mopars, I don't miss it for a second.