USA Road trip - finally in Seattle
On Saturday we finally did the entry into this modern, funky city with its vibrant fish market, great flower stalls, many local crafts people, farmers and thousands of locals and tourists all converging on the waterfront at Pikes Market. As we approached the city from the south this time i.e. The so called’ Peninsular’, where we had last night camped at another amazing State Park, Penrose Point, overlooking the Hood Canal and the Puget Sound). The traffic on the 8 lane highway got my hands firmly gripped on the steering wheel and my eyes fixed on the road as Audrey was taking photos of American flags and reading the map at the same time. We do not follow the logical method of writing down before we go the exit numbers and highway numbers that we have to follow, that would be much too boring!
Rather it goes something like this: ‘Audrey I see exit marked 6- Stellar Drive- coming up, I think that’s the one we need to take? must I take it?’ ‘Just wait I’ll check on the map – look here, can you see if we turn off there….’.’ I can’t look now! I’ve got a huge truck on my exhaust pipe and a sports car, I think it is a Mustang weaving around me, the driver looks very friendly, she is waving at us, perhaps her Grandad comes from Oklahoma? ….’. and so on we go, helter, skelter, heading into this city.
Seattle is really charming, perched on the banks of a glorious bay with its friendly, fast driving citizens, taking time to wave at folks from out of town or …. ‘Is he giving me a rude sign? I don’t really think so! ‘
We do have coffee at one of the specialty shops at the market, we do see the fish market staff throwing fish over the heads of the customers and we do “ooh and ah” at the amazing stalls with their many different kinds of vegetables,( even an amazing chilly stall), crafts and flowers! The drummer and bag pipe duet busking on the waterfront added to the cosmopolitan atmosphere and we giggled at the fact that the drummer was wearing earplugs to avoid going deaf as his fellow musician played away vigorously on the pipes.
A Rastafarian looking gentleman tried to sell me some weed. After taking some final photos of the Bay and Warf area we left to find Matilda in the parking garage where we had earlier managed to find parking for a mere $5 for the day – until 1am if we needed it.(Week days $6 an hour)
On the way into Seattle we had managed to have brunch at a Country Town Buffet, for which we now carry a senior card membership and get a dollar discount each on every meal – a wonderful,’ eat as much as you can’ experience with everything from eggs and bacon or omelets, to salad bar, to roast and vegetables, to sweets, to fruit, to coffee, to cool drinks and fruit juices. to etc…. and then we found a Wall- Mart and Best Buy where we stopped to see what their specials for the week were and just to say hi!.
Lots of Louisiana State University supporters were in town for a football game between the Tigers and the Huskies. When I innocently asked a young lady what LSU stood for (that is what it said on the shirt that she and many other visitors were wearing, (and I was probably the only person in Seattle who did not know what it stood for) she simply stared me down as if I had crept out of some hole – perhaps she thought I was taking the mickey out of her, but how was I to know that they take their College Football so seriously that anyone (in fact many hundreds of supporters) would fly right across the country to watch a match!
After Seattle is was onto the 90 East towards Maine and the autumn leaf changes and according to my calculations/planning about two weeks late, but about half way through the trip on miles covered. Accommodation in Seattle is very expensive with the ‘cheap/budget’ motels coming in at $70, way beyond our budget, but with hope springing eternally from the human breast we believed that there was a State Park (even if this was a long week end- Labor Day on Monday)