I know what you’re thinking. You can’t fall in love with a city in one day, a day spent doing the touristy stuff, you just can’t Jenn. Wrong. I did. Head over heels for Seattle today. I have been to several of America’s big cities: New York City, Chicago, Denver, Honolulu, Sioux Falls. And Seattle is a lot like all of them. Concrete, fancy stores ( I’m almost positive the security guard at Barneys waved me along when I looked in the window), traffic, homeless, tall office buildings, stadiums and congestion. But Seattle just feels different. Like it knows there is life outside the city, that Washington state has a lot to offer as a whole and being ‘the city’ doesn’t make it the center of the universe.
We hit up the monorail, the Space Needle, the Olympic Sculpture Garden, Pike Place Market (which is CRAZY busy and loud and smells like saltwater and flowers and baklava and salami and fish and yet doesn’t stink), stuffed ourselves on fresh seafood and local wild berry cobbler while sitting on the pier (and a little beer too). We walked up Pikes Hill and all sorts of other hills (steep hills, doesn’t it snow here?). I like it here. A lot. Ya’ll should come visit. I might even buy you some fresh flowers like Kirk bought me. That’s how you know it was a good day. Kirk sprung for flowers.