I flew early Thursday morning up to Seattle to visit with my brother and his wife. They recently moved to a little town about 1 1/2 hours north of Seattle, called Lynden. It's a charming Dutch town with windmills and perfect lawns. As you all know by now, I prefer telling my stories through pictures, so below are a few highlights from my trip. Enjoy!
When I first arrived in Seattle, David took me to Pike's Place. Kind of a tourist trap, but we had good seafood. Anyhow, we wandered into a curiosity shop, and in said shop was a small machine that claimed that behind the curtain was a scene made in 1880 about a famous murder. Well, me and my 25 cents had to know what happened. I dropped my quarter in the slot, the curtain rose, and this is what I found. A few barbie dolls moving around. The murder is taking place on the right, and on the left is someone happening upon the bones 17 years later. Gasp! I was had.
The needle. We didn't go up. $16 on a cloudy day seemed like kind of a big rip-off.
However, what turned out to be the biggest rip-off was the monorail. David and I wanted to explore Seattle a little more, so we parked by the needle and took a "ride" into downtown. However, the monorail took approximately 45 seconds start to finish. We could have walked the distance in 10 minutes. At least we got a round-trip ticket, so it was a minute and a half of pure, unadulterated fun.
Vancouver, B.C. Yep, Saturday night we went into Canada. The border is about a 10 minute drive from D&R's place. It was cold. Like cold cold. Long underwear cold. Anyhow, we had really good Italian food and walked around downtown for a while. Not much to do unless you want a Gucci bag or Prada shoes. And in case you haven't caught on, I'm still upset about the $4 monorail, so I wasn't in those stores for anything but warmth.
I taught D&R a new card game. Turns out Timber already knew it.
Yep. 25 degrees. This is the morning of my departure. What we didn't know at this point is that a snow storm was coming to dump all night.
Chuckanut Drive. Fun word, eh? David and I drove down the Chuckanut from Bellingham for about 15 miles. It was beautiful. A perfectly clear day on a road by the ocean is always a good day.
Here I am at Snoqualmie Falls. This waterfall's power has been harnessed since 1890 into enough electricity for 16,000 homes. Pretty impressive. David and I hiked to the bottom and almost missed my flight. Thankfully I didn't since it was delayed an hour and a half. And then I really didn't want to get out of my seat after landing in Long Beach, so luckily we got to sit on the tarmack for 45 minutes while we waited for some stairs. Thankfully, knowing I was closer to my husband was all I needed. Plus, they left the tv's on so I watched Seinfeld.
When I first arrived in Seattle, David took me to Pike's Place. Kind of a tourist trap, but we had good seafood. Anyhow, we wandered into a curiosity shop, and in said shop was a small machine that claimed that behind the curtain was a scene made in 1880 about a famous murder. Well, me and my 25 cents had to know what happened. I dropped my quarter in the slot, the curtain rose, and this is what I found. A few barbie dolls moving around. The murder is taking place on the right, and on the left is someone happening upon the bones 17 years later. Gasp! I was had.
The needle. We didn't go up. $16 on a cloudy day seemed like kind of a big rip-off.
However, what turned out to be the biggest rip-off was the monorail. David and I wanted to explore Seattle a little more, so we parked by the needle and took a "ride" into downtown. However, the monorail took approximately 45 seconds start to finish. We could have walked the distance in 10 minutes. At least we got a round-trip ticket, so it was a minute and a half of pure, unadulterated fun.
Vancouver, B.C. Yep, Saturday night we went into Canada. The border is about a 10 minute drive from D&R's place. It was cold. Like cold cold. Long underwear cold. Anyhow, we had really good Italian food and walked around downtown for a while. Not much to do unless you want a Gucci bag or Prada shoes. And in case you haven't caught on, I'm still upset about the $4 monorail, so I wasn't in those stores for anything but warmth.
I taught D&R a new card game. Turns out Timber already knew it.
Yep. 25 degrees. This is the morning of my departure. What we didn't know at this point is that a snow storm was coming to dump all night.
Chuckanut Drive. Fun word, eh? David and I drove down the Chuckanut from Bellingham for about 15 miles. It was beautiful. A perfectly clear day on a road by the ocean is always a good day.
Here I am at Snoqualmie Falls. This waterfall's power has been harnessed since 1890 into enough electricity for 16,000 homes. Pretty impressive. David and I hiked to the bottom and almost missed my flight. Thankfully I didn't since it was delayed an hour and a half. And then I really didn't want to get out of my seat after landing in Long Beach, so luckily we got to sit on the tarmack for 45 minutes while we waited for some stairs. Thankfully, knowing I was closer to my husband was all I needed. Plus, they left the tv's on so I watched Seinfeld.
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