The Seattles- Day 2
Yes, I did amuse myself for about half an hour by saying 'The Seattles', as if George, Ringo, John and Paul lived here (especially George). Pronounciation is hilarious. So, day two was pretty good on the whole. It began with us all sleeping in somewhat, and Charlotte having difficulty with the bunk bed ladder. They were a lot of trouble actually, so very high up and difficult to navigate when sleepy. We missed hostel-provided breakfast so went to the Sound View cafe in Pike's Place market, which was awful, even though you could indeed see Puget Sound (I think). The tea was so bad it made me want to sob into my toast.
Ha, then we went and had a manicure, which cheered us up. There was one on the next block, it seemed like a thing to do...I would recommend a manicure, it is most enjoyable and relaxing, and about every hour for the last few days we've found ourselves gazing dreamily at our pristine nails. Mine are blue like the sky.
Next on Day 2 we went to the Seattle center, (imaginative name), where they keep all the tourist trap stuff. This is where the Space Needle is, which you may remember from the Frasier opening credits skyline; it is fairly pricey to go up, and it was cloudy enough to obscure the view from the top, so we stayed on the ground. I have actually been up before many years ago on my last trip to Seattle, and have also gone in the revolving restaurant at the top, which was pretty fantastic but even pricier. Setting off from the Seattle Center is the Duck tour: a Duck is an ex-military kind of vehicle which can travel on both land and water, so on the tour it drives all around the city and then out onto Elliot Bay. Elliot Bay has expensive yachts and really beautiful houseboats, one of which was used in Sleepless in Seattle (we saw it, it was pretty). We also had a decent view of the skyline, though it was again quite grey. The tourguide told us some interesting information but also spent much of the time singing along to disco hits such as Play That Funky Music, White Boy, wearing stupid hats, and telling sub-Dad Joke puns. They also gave us some plastic thingumajigs to make duck noises, if we felt the need. Also at the Seattle Center was the EMP, which stands for Popular Music Museum somehow, and isn't that great for the money unless you enjoy large amounts of Jimi Hendrix memorabilia.
In the evening we were stuck for things to do remembering the "under 21s aren't allowed any fun" rule, so we ate in the hostel and then went out for a movie (Science of Sleep) We talked to some Scots who told us horror stories about the sketchy people they had stayed with when backpacking through California. (Guns, rats, cockroaches, slugs, the windows nailed shut...)
Ha, then we went and had a manicure, which cheered us up. There was one on the next block, it seemed like a thing to do...I would recommend a manicure, it is most enjoyable and relaxing, and about every hour for the last few days we've found ourselves gazing dreamily at our pristine nails. Mine are blue like the sky.
Next on Day 2 we went to the Seattle center, (imaginative name), where they keep all the tourist trap stuff. This is where the Space Needle is, which you may remember from the Frasier opening credits skyline; it is fairly pricey to go up, and it was cloudy enough to obscure the view from the top, so we stayed on the ground. I have actually been up before many years ago on my last trip to Seattle, and have also gone in the revolving restaurant at the top, which was pretty fantastic but even pricier. Setting off from the Seattle Center is the Duck tour: a Duck is an ex-military kind of vehicle which can travel on both land and water, so on the tour it drives all around the city and then out onto Elliot Bay. Elliot Bay has expensive yachts and really beautiful houseboats, one of which was used in Sleepless in Seattle (we saw it, it was pretty). We also had a decent view of the skyline, though it was again quite grey. The tourguide told us some interesting information but also spent much of the time singing along to disco hits such as Play That Funky Music, White Boy, wearing stupid hats, and telling sub-Dad Joke puns. They also gave us some plastic thingumajigs to make duck noises, if we felt the need. Also at the Seattle Center was the EMP, which stands for Popular Music Museum somehow, and isn't that great for the money unless you enjoy large amounts of Jimi Hendrix memorabilia.
In the evening we were stuck for things to do remembering the "under 21s aren't allowed any fun" rule, so we ate in the hostel and then went out for a movie (Science of Sleep) We talked to some Scots who told us horror stories about the sketchy people they had stayed with when backpacking through California. (Guns, rats, cockroaches, slugs, the windows nailed shut...)
posted by susie r at 12:43 AM
3 Comments:
Is the nail-gazing anything like the shoe-gazing?
Does it involve a thoughful pause, a loving sigh, a squee, and then a defensive, territorial gaze around as if to growl at anyone who may dare to display some sort of affection towards that which is yours?
I still for sorry for your purple shoes; they blatantly love me. You're just in denial.
Ah, you know me too well. It is exactly like that.
Shut up about my shoes. They only love me. Though I'm getting a bit bored of them as they are my very only shoes due to packing restraints. I think I will go shoe shopping this weekend. Ha! How do you like that?
I am humming said offensive tune to myself right now. And now I am remembering the movie with Madonna and good old Sean Penn, only with the Space Needle instead of opium or whatever it was. This is causing me pain.
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