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Nearing the end…

As I look over my map of downtown Seattle and try to plan another day, I decided I’m not in the mood to plan much (I rarely do much planning). But my hotel is near the Space Needle and practically next to it is the start point of the famous Seattle Monorail. It was a novelty when it was built and is still a great way to travel between my current locale and the business/shopping area of downtown. As I also discovered, a cheap way as well. For most a one-way ticket is $2.50, for some of us its only half that!

It runs every 10 minutes so no long wait. On the outside it looks much like any subway car or the like.

Inside the seats are every which way so you can face the view that you want – front, back, looking out to the left, looking out to the right. It’s top speed is 45 mph and provides a nice smooth ride over top of the traffic.

I may lose my loyal readers now as the end point of my ride was the shopping district. Since I’m from Arizona and am now in Seattle, I wanted to shop for a decent rain coat. I have one that I bought on line. It does the job but I don’t like it. This is one of those things that I like to try on before purchasing. Well, once I started shopping I found it hard to stop… Oh well, one “shop till you drop” day in a vacation of almost 3 weeks is not so bad, is it?

When shopping made me hungry I walked about and found this little park that was filled with food trucks, picnic tables, and even a small play ground.

What a nice idea. I was, however, thinking of a beer with lunch and when I looked across the street I found the answer.

I got a Fremont Pale Ale and paired it with a half a turkey sandwich and a cup of tomato bisque.

Refreshed I went back out to see what other stores I could find. Pictures of all the stores was not taken but suffice it to say that I bought more than just my raincoat.

After returning to my room and trying to determine how I was going to get everything in my suitcase. I meandered out looking for dinner. I ended up at Petra Mediterranean where I got the Combo Kabob – chicken, lamb, beef and veggies. It was a ridiculous amount of food but so good! I could not bear to waste it so I got a to-go box (which I pretty much never do when traveling). As I walked back and started to pass a homeless person sitting up against a wall, it occurred to me that he would appreciate the kabobs so I asked and found a much better use for the leftovers. I’m glad that I had thought to ask for some plastic utensils.

I’m glad I took a day to not be overly touristy and just be.

Another good day!

The Space Needle

The Iconic Seattle Space Needle. What trip to Seattle is complete without a trip to the top?

I look up at those outside elevators and wonder if I can actually handle going up in them. Sure I can. I’m lucky to be here on a Monday in September as there are no lines to speak of. I buy my ticket at a kiosk and am waved right on through. I walk through the security point and right up to a waiting elevator. I’m the last one in so I’m right up against the glass – so not a good time to be afraid of heights. I’m not really, just a healthy respect for them. We are whisked to the top and exit to an interior space. Nothing scary here. The view is great and you can easily walk a 360 and enjoy the view. But of course walking to the outside area is well worth it. The outside “wall” or barrier is solid glass so you cannot actually fall but my first pass I walked the 360 closest to the inside wall. There were glass benches up against the exterior wall but I didn’t really want to lean up against the exterior wall too much – it slants outwards to encourage that feeling of falling.

Heights are a great equalizer – it was fun to people watch. In some couples, the woman is huddled up against the interior wall and in others it was the man. Most of the children were unaffected.

So down a flight of stairs to the level with the rotating glass floor. No longer a restaurant but there is a bar and snacks for sale.

I had a Seattle brew (Lagunitas) while up in the needle as it seemed appropriate.

Nice view, isn’t it? It was nice to be on the rotating space while chatting with folks over a beer. I can see why the restaurant was popular back in the day. Long gone but I guess they can send a lot more people through with that space reclaimed.

Of course there was the glass floor left. I have walked on glass floors before. I have not done the one at the Grand Canyon, but I did walk on the one at London Bridge. So here I am….

Or at least my size 6.5’s

I walked around a few times enjoying the view – note the monorail line running through the center of the picture.

Then headed down to explore the park at the base.

The park is called Art in Play.

It was quite elaborate with a painted maze to walk on, all kinds of thinks to climb on as well as slides and swings, none of which were conventional. The yellow posts in the background were actually a musical instrument.

Each one plays a different note. Pretty cool. [I did not notice it before, but I think that’s my wet footprint right under middle C!]

I spent most of the rest of the day just wandering about. Later I found myself back at a restaurant near the needle called Sport. I got the last seat at the bar (always sit at the bar when traveling alone). I was next to a group that were in town for a law enforcement conference and had a nice chat with a policeman from San Jose.

It was a nice end to a relaxed and not overly busy day.

Zgal explores the Pacific NW – Seattle

Ahhhh Seattle! What a welcome change from 100+ weather in Tucson in August! Home of cool weather, the Space Needle, Pike Place market and Starbucks… and apparently lots of great craft beer.

I thought I was doing good to get a non-stop flight from Tucson to Seattle arriving mid-afternoon but there was a line for the shuttle to the rental car facility and then another line at the rental car facility. The rental car guy did his best to to get me to spend an extra $20/day for an SUV but I held firm and he eventually upgraded my Nissan Versa to a Nissan Sentra for no extra money….well done z-gal! Of course by then it was rush hour traffic on I-5 but I cranked up the Sirius XM radio … the Pulse (ch 15) and worked my way out to Northgate and my lodging out on NE 125th.

So I walked into my lodging and looked around wondering where I was. The outside matched the photos on the Air BnB site as well as the ones sent to me by the owners. I punched in the security code and wandered down the hall looking for room 6 (out of 8). There was a big kitchen/dining area that was obviously shared and periodically rooms with numbers on them. Somewhat to my dismay I started seeing lettered restrooms as I walked down the hall. Had I booked a room with just shared bathroom? Huh! Oh well only 2 nights, I could deal. I found my room and the key contained in the lock box. Just a plain room with a double bed, small closet and nothing else. Well it would do. After all the coffee I drank on the plane I went to avail myself of bathroom C right across the hall. Washing my hands as mom taught me, I noticed no towels.. shaking my hands out I went back to my room and went on a search and still … no towels. Gave in and dried my hands on my jeans – time honored habit, but not taught to me by my mom (who hated jeans). Finally called the landlords who spoke with me almost not understanding… ‘you are in room 6?’ Yes, I am, ‘no towels in your private bath?’ My what?! Ohhhhh that door I thought connecting to another room was actually my private bath?! Color me embarrassed. (Generally that’s a pink to bright red color and I think in this instance a bright pink was there, but thank goodness no one was there to see.)

Any way the room was comfortable and extremely clean. No A/C but none needed with the window open to the night air, in this pleasant residential neighborhood.

It was 5 o’clock by the time by the time I settled in and my breakfast bagel was a long time ago so I opened up the ever helpful Yelp app and searched out BrewPubs. Magnuson’s looked like the place to be for my first night as it was close and sits on the shore of Lake Washington. I sat outside to enjoy the view in the balmy 72 degree temp.

The shadow in the bottom right corner with legs crossed is me.

I highly recommend the fish tacos made from Alaskan cod with an awesome guajillo baja sauce. I paired that with a delish pale ale.

After enjoying my dinner I strolled up and down the shore watching the after-work crown out enjoying themselves – kids illicitly jumping into the lake off the pier (right over the sign that said no diving/jumping), sailboats on the water and quite a few kayaks. And to wrap up my evening, I had to get my feet wet in Lake Washington.