After the concert at Benaroya Hall on Saturday afternoon, we strolled to the Pike Place Market with Betsy and Paul looking for a happy hour.
The market was a human traffic jam with tourists shuffling along en masse taking pictures and gawking at fish and flowers.
Haven't you ever seen a King crab? Or a flying salmon? I wonder if I would like Seattle more if I didn't live here. Yes, cranky locals out wanting a quiet glass of wine and some cheap snacks. Ha ha. The bars and restaurants were all noisy and crowded.
Once upon a time, we would "run down to the Market" to pick up some Starbucks beans and a loaf of good bread. Well, everything changes...I suppose we should be proud so many people enjoy our fair city.
Betsy and Paul
We finally settled on the Pike Place Brewery, sharing a hummus plate and some chicken wings. Worked just fine and we got a chance to catch up. The world travelers are off next on a Rick Steve's tour of eastern Europe. That makes our March trip to Palm Springs sound rather staid.
Oh yes, the other adventure travelers checked in from Popoyo Beach, on the Pacific coast of Nicaragua.
They are staying in a Airbnb until Wednesday, when they start the journey home. Sounds like a great trip so far. From Amanda's email:
"We are doing great.. got to popoyo beach house last night from ometepe. We stayed at an old coffee farm with howler monkeys all around and a few scorpions thrown in the mix. Rode horses up a volcano, swam in the lake. It's amazing.. beautiful outdoor bathrooms like a secret garden here. Tummy is a little upset but nothing major. Cooking our own food now."
Outdoor kitchen
Happy local girl?
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