So, Seattle
Great weekend (not great weather); had a wander round Pike Place Market and once again wondered why there's nothing that feels even remotely comparable anywhere in the UK; stayed a couple of nights in a nice hotel, though were somewhat upset that their motif goldfish kept turning up dead in various bowls around the place; went on the Underground Tour*, which is excellent, and had possibly the best tour guide in the world, ever; met one or two people we hadn't seen since their wedding and had a thoroughly delightful evening of pizza and cocktails, and generally chilled.
* Special note for Terry Pratchett fans: You know Ankh-Morpork? You know all that stuff about what it's built on being Ankh-Morpork? Where the pavements were ten feet below the road, and the 'seamstress' euphemism for 'prostitute' led to the census result of thousands of seamstresses within x blocks of the docks, and one needle? Yeah, that's all Seattle.
And oddly, I think somewhere along the line I'd picked up that it's all Seattle. Possibly from a footnote in one of the books.
February 17th, 2008 - 08:28
We were delighted to see you, of course.
Seattle: last stop for supplies and sex before Alaska! (There were some healthy seamstress districts in Alaska during the Gold Rush, but an awful lot of “stocking up” happened in Seattle).