Fjell, strand og regnskog! Roadtripping around the Olympic Peninsula

After a day (or was it two?) at Sylvia's house, Marie and I set out for yet another adventure. With lots of help from our host, car reservations and enough (in backpacker standards) gourmet food to survive for a few days we headed west to drive around the Olympic Peninsula.
Here's a short summary.

DAY 1: Tacoma - Port Townsend
Not much to report, we made it painlessly to Port Townsend where we walked up and down the main street, enjoyed the scenery, had ice cream and hung out with the local (drunk) hippies for a little while before driving out to the hostel. We made it out there without hitting any deer, which at one point I was sure we would as they were everywhere. It's pretty cool though, we soon discovered it was like this all over the Olympic Peninsula, and they don't seem to be very afraid of people, so you can see them up close (like right outside your car).
The hostel was nice, though we got the feeling it could have been taken straight out of a thriller movie. The only ones there was the bald manager and an old man, but luckily I don't think any of them had intentions of killing us.

DAY 2: Port Townsend - Forks

Dungeness Spit, Port Angeles, Hurricane Ridge, Lake Crescent, wine, and an afro american police man in Forks (which according to him was pretty unusual).

Dungeness Spit

DAY 3:
Forks - Hoh Rain Forest - Ruby Beach - Ocean Shores - Aberdeen.
Sun, sun, sun. This day started out really cold, waking up in the car earlier than we'd woken up the past 3 months, but ended up being the most beautiful day on our trip. We drove up to the Hoh Rain forest, where we changed in to our "running clothes" and ran for about 6-7 miles (omtrent ei

mil) among HUGE trees in this amazingly green and old forest. The idea was to jump in the river when we got back to the parking lot, but we chickened out and ran in to the warm restrooms instead.
The day ended in Aberdeen, we took the long way there, along the coast and via Ocean Shores. The plan was to park somewhere in Aberdeen and sleep in the car again, but the city was full of drunk people (yelling or sleeping on the streets), so we drove on, found a rest area a few miles further east and fell asleep at once.