
The atmospheric river was aimed at Seattle all weekend. The storm stretched up from Hawaii bringing torrents of warm rain instead of pineapples and sunshine. The freezing level climbed to 8,000 feet in the mountains, which melted the new snow pack and flooded most of the lowland rivers in western Washington. In our city, it was just sloppy, wet and muggy.
Instead of fighting the bottleneck at the jam-packed start of the exhibit, we went to the end and looked at everything in reverse order. This is a good strategy at SAM, where they like to squeeze many people through small galleries. We had Picasso all to ourselves for a few minutes before the hoard caught up.
A classic winter afternoon with umbrellas and wet jackets. On the way back to the car we walked through the Pike Place Market.
Or I should say we elbowed through, because the market was jammed with tourists taking pictures of flying fish and waiting in line for hot donuts. If you've been to the market, you might remember the popular mini-donut machine that has been in operation there for decades, probably with the same cooking grease. Everyone who passes is mesmerized by the technology and only $2.10 for a bag of six.
Wow, this makes me homesick. When I worked in the Washington Mutual building about a block away from the market, someone would bring bring in a big bag of those donuts every day and put them in the break room. I had to quit that job when I couldn't fit in the elevator any more.
ReplyDeleteWish I could send Roger a bag, that would fix him up fast ;)
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