Much has happened since my last update, but I'm going to give you the abridged version, because one should be able to read my emails during their lunch break and if I give you a full run down it could take hours.
I caught a water taxi and visited West Seattle.
Along the way I saw some West Seattle sand. It looks like sand I saw in England. Seems like it will be a few thousand years before it's as soft as Siesta Key sand. Then I found some grass and it's been so many years since my feet have felt soft grass I had to take a few minutes to enjoy it.
While there I ate at Salty's. It's a great restaurant with great food and if you visit Seattle you should consider it. They had this sign out front.
Having music on select evenings is always so much better than having on unselected evenings. I like to believe that someone at Salty's knew I was coming and included this in their menu so I would have something extra to write about.
Let's talk about allergies, seriously.
The food was great and I'm so so so happy that Sara suggested it. I won't tell you about my meal, but I do have to say that the creme brulee alone was worth the trip.
The water taxis only set off once an hour and my time was quickly approaching so I headed back. The restaurant and dock were close enough to see one from the other.
I took some pictures of Mt. Ranier but they don't show up well in the pictures. I have included two anyway, just in case you really really want to see it. It is behind the giant metal structure.
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| Salty's from the water taxi |
The next day I decided to tour the yarn stores of Seattle. I only got to two before I changed my mind. I stopped at an Egyptian restaurant then on my way back to the bus stop I passed this fun display and then along a block was an apple tree that I had to take a picture of. This apple tree house had a mail box that said, "Free Poetry. Open and take on." I forgot to take a picture, but I did take a poem.
I will only be here for a few more hours. If any of you guys wants/needs a kilt let me know ASAP.
The next day I met up with a friend of my daughter, Cassie's. Evan moved out here a year ago. We went to Chinatown, then walked to the Frye Museum. They weren't far from each other but it was the most incredible urban hike I've ever had. The street was so much higher than any other place I had walked.
I saw some Cha cha cha instructions at a bus stop. This is a great way to kill some time.
That night the girls and Tyler returned from the farm, and the next morning we moved to the hostel. It was a good choice. The apartment and hostel are only about a mile apart, but world's apart. I never felt truly unsafe in the apartment, but a few things happened that I didn't write about when I first arrived. I was happy to be staying in a different neighborhood, even though the apartment was beautiful and in a great historical part of the city.
We decided to go to the Space Needle, but the line was long and it cost to take the elevator up unless you're eating at the restaurant. I made an executive decision that we would eat at the restaurant today, instead. I didn't get to hang from the Space Needle, but I did give it a flick.
More to come...
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