We awoke to bright sunshine and brighter spirits. And this was early. As we were still on east coast time, Dean, an early riser anyway, was up around 5. I got up about a half an hour later, hungry and feeling the need for coffee. Dean brewed up a pot of the coffee the hotel left for us. Ewww. We were in Seattle for Pete's sake and drinking Maxwell House.
Luckily the hotel's complementary breakfast had much better coffee
, and a delicious breakfast. We met up with friends from back home and had a nice conversation while we let our children sleep in.
When we were all up and read to venture out we headed towards Pike Place Market again, this time taking the time to observe the stalls. We stopped and watched the fishmongers tossing fish back and forth (pictures to follow), we gasped at the thousands of flowers being sold for much less than we would have paid in Maryland and Clare bought some honey.
We ate a lunch of tamales, perogies and burritos at Steinbrueck Park.
After resting with the locals and observing an anti-genocide demonstration, we heaved our tired bodies up and walked to Pioneer Square, about ten or so blocks from the entrance to Pike Place Market.
We'd heard (and read) great things about the Underground Tour and were excited to experience it ourselves. We bought our tickets and waited about an hour for our tour to begin. During our wait we walked up one of the main streets, turned back and found a sweet little retro soda shop where Clare and Andrew shared a fabulous chocolate malt.
The Underground Tour was probably what I should have expected - mostly kitsch, partly historic, very silly. It's possible that Bill Speidel never grew out of the scatological stage most boys go through at about age 13. Andrew, a 13 year old boy, says it was "full of corny jokes, but overall a good experience".
After the Underground Tour we were beat, so we hailed the complimentary shuttle from our hotel and had a pleasant ride home with the multi-talented driver who claimed to be, among other things, an actor, student, driver and stay-at-home dad.
Dean and Andrew took a brief swim and then we headed to a recommended restaurant for dinner.
Six Arms was perfect for our needs. It was not crowded and the food was good, delivered in a timely manner and not expensive. The kids played games after they were finished with their meals and Rupert found a friend with whom to hang out.
After dinner we walked around the capital hill/First Hill area and went back to our hotel for some sleep.