Farewell Seattle, we didn’t really get time to know you. Very like San Francisco, with the steep streets and also the beggars on the street corners, which is always as sad sight. I’m sure below has absolutely nothing to do with it. Just saying.
We really did brush the surface and that’s a shame, but the Wilderness Discoverer is waiting. The hotel was brilliant apart from the room safe, which if you were a three foot circus performer from Peru would be fine; it was almost on the floor. And the height of the toilet, (this seemed a general Seattle thing,) which did give your knees some challenging extra exercise, lifting your body up and down to it; oh yes, and if anybody knows where to get any thinner loo paper just let me know! 🥴 My dear mum’s Izal paper is now just a distant memory, but this is the absolute opposite end of the spectrum. No pun intended!
To use the safe just limbo, or call for help on the retro phone. Pike Place Market established in 1907, covers some nine acres and has not only fish and flower sellers but crafts, farm produce, collectibles and jewelry.
Again, you could spend days in here but as we walked along the fairly empty streets to get to it, we did find out where all the tourists were! The jar below says, ‘Greek seasoning.’
And then there was Miner’s Landing, which boasted its own Seattle Eye!
Alas, after another hearty breakfast away to the airport for our first flight with Air Alaska. “Have you flown with them before?” “I don’t know, I’ll ask her!” Bum, bum. At the check in, a poor couple in front had missed their flight, which we had only ever seen in documentaries and never in the emotional flesh, as it were. Quite harassing and the nice check in lady, held the unfortunate customers hand. At customs the people were really friendly and the plane left almost bang on time. Flying time only one hour and thirty minutes; as Laura said the equivalent of Gatwick to Geneva. But somehow we gained an hour. We landed at 15-20 to be told local time was 14-20; and we thought we just simply flew north. 🥴🥴 A short ferry journey, a ride in the hotel shuttle and that was that. And may well be until June 15th when we get wi-fi back, dear reader.
The snow covered mountains were pretty impressive and I guess dear Trump may well insist they remove the “salida” bit next to the exit signs! We had changed our seats the night before so we got a bit of extra leg room. Result. Tomorrow we board the ship with only 70 other passengers and goodness knows what the next seven days may bring.
Thank you for reading, if we can communicate before June 15th we will; if not please do enjoy the silence. Comments always welcome!
M & M 🇺🇸🚢⚓️⚓️⚓️⚓️