If you are staying in a hotel called the Edgewater, you will find it does exactly what it says on the tin. It overlooks the sea port of Seattle which currently employees some 2,150 people; so it figures with ferries, tugs, and huge container ships, that even during the night, a little bit of ships hooting may occur. We didn’t have the double glazed windows open and what a stroke of luck! The hooting that went on all through the night did actually this time reverse my thoughts about not being sleepless in Seattle. I awoke quite frequently as another blast sounded across the harbour and I swear blind that at about five thirty a.m. the Rocky Mountaineer, went at full tilt past our bedroom window; having experienced its hooters two years ago, this noise was a dead ringer. Must be such fun being a “hooter” manufacturer and with your ear defenders on, demonstrating to a prospective customer the volume of the blast. “Loud enough for you then, guv?” you yell pulling on the handle, “or shall we crank her up a bit, to get that real Rocky Mountaineer effect?”
Back to the flight, which had featured the new B.A. safety procedure video, which is very funny; the lovely Joanna Lumley beings asked has she done ‘prop work’ before. And I made a note to definitely try the port on the way home, but why only six grapes; why not go wild and have seven? And back to that taxi ride; the one good thing about getting a taxi, is that you don’t personally have to flip the 19 and 17 kilo suitcases into the boot yourself. In fact at home, I had got them as far as just outside the front door but the driver picked one up in each hand and headed for his car! Wow!
We did eat in the hotel last night and both plumped for the chicken lettuce wrap. It was a sort of do it yourself affair; the chicken ingredients coming separate to the lettuce and all you get to master this challenge is a fork. And quite a challenge it was for two weary travelers; both of us deciding that you needed a much bigger plate, for this to be anywhere near successful. Because on frequent occasions the mixture ended up on the table, all over you or alternatively all over the floor, as you bit into it and everything separated out again into individual ingredients. I kept hoping we could pay the bill and escape quickly without the carnage we had left behind being spotted. Obviously, wrap rolling lessons are required! But the phrase of the evening had to be, “You got it!” from the waitress, who said this to anything and everything we ordered. In Canada it had mostly been, “Perfect,” so we may have to get used to this new one, without a smirk breaking out across our faces.
I wasn’t too sure what a European style cider was but I had one and Mary had a very fine dark beer. (My sort of girl! 😉)
Breakfast was a delight, both of us feeling quite hungry; which figured, I suppose, as a good percentage of the lettuce wrap had never made our stomachs! Mary had pancakes and I had poached eggs and bacon but they came looking a tad larger than both of us had anticipated.
Then off to walk along the road along the harbour called the Alaskan Way. There is a huge Alaskan Way viaduct, that for some reason best known to the good burghers of Seattle is being demolished. If you cross over Alaskan Way and the railroad; you eventually come to Pike Place Market; where they do throw fish around and there are tons of flowers for sale. Didn’t get a shot of the fish but it is quite a sight and not far away from where I got a new leather belt made, these two old boys were entertaining passers by and one of them playing a mop. Yeah, right!
We had lunch at “Ivars acres of clams” and galloped back to the hotel just before the rain hit. Although it did turn out to be just a shower.
A fantastic interior at Ivars, and Mary decided to sample the cider herself! Tomorrow it’s back to the airport and a flight to Ketchikan. Oh yes, and although I was a bit tired at breakfast, I figured I wasn’t quite ready for one of these!
From us both and the seagulls thank you for reading.
M & M ✈️🇺🇸🥂