Seattle. It rains in Seattle. To be honest it didn’t captivate me the way that Portland or Bend drew me in but Seattle did grow on me… it just took a couple of days.
One reason it started off on a sour note was that our hotel, the Maqueen, was a little odd and uncomfortable. It is hard to capture, but after booking the hotel a couple months ago I learned that it was allegedly haunted. Learning this turned my stomach a little but when i talked it over with Elaine we didn’t think it would bother us significantly. Well we were wrong…
It is hard to describe, but our odd feelings about the hotel left an impression that neither of us wanted to be alone in the room or walk down the long empty hallways at night. Creepy is the best word to describe the feeling. I could write a lot more about the hotel and our gut feelings about the hotel, but the short end of the story is that we checked out two nights early and left as soon as we woke up the next morning. All was better the next day as soon as we got a new hotel in the University District.
Once we could breathe a little easier went into Seattle burrows and found some good vegan food, great views of the city, and explored the famous Pike Market.
Now it didn’t rain every minute of every day but we always prepared with our thrift store umbrellas and jackets. Much like in Portland, the rain didn’t inhibit any of our plans but our shoes did get wet and spirits sometimes dampened. On one long walk through the rain we walked all around the Fremont District, an artsy community with good food. We were able to find the center of the universe, a huge troll under the bridge, a quick geocache, and found some beautiful leaves. This was a fun part of town to get lost in and see some cool neighborhoods, houses, and shops.
To celebrate our last night in Seattle and of our vacation we went to a highly rated, yet affordable, restaurant for an early dinner. We had gotten recommendations to go to the Tilth Restaurant from friends and our hope was to enjoy our Market Tasting course and get in and out of without making much disturbance. All was going well in the three course meal until Mason started grunting his little face trying to get some stuff moving. To be a little more blunt, he was pooping in the middle of a national Top 50 rated restaurant… a top 50 establishment that of course had no changing table in the bathroom because who would bring a baby to it?
As the main course was served we realized that this was not your normal poop. It was a doozie and one for the record book. (Sorry if that is too much information) I later changed his diaper in the front seat of our rental car with my nose plugged and of course a light rain on my back. Fun
We flew home the next day and it was one of the easiest flights ever. Mason fell asleep on his own just as we were taxing to the runway, awoke mid flight, and made a lot of friends on the airplane.
Overall the trip was amazing. We saw so much, learned a lot about the area and ourselves, saw good friends, and ate some great food. It was also so much fun to spend so much time together and watch Mason grow before our eyes. During the trip alone he became a much more experiences walker, got a lot better with his dada and mamamama, is now a restaurant seasoned child, and now points with his finger at items instead of his whole hand. Crazy how quick it happens… Here are a few more shots from the trip to close out our vacation. Enjoy!