For 3 months, we have been planning to get up to Seattle on the weekend of August 24 for Rodger’s birthday. His gift to self this year?
Yep. Tickets to see the pre-broadway production of Mel Brooks newest scream, “Young Frankenstein the Musical” at Seattle’s fabulously restored Paramount Theater. So, on his birthday, August 24, Friday night, that’s where we were. Rodger’s written a thorough review of this on his page: RodgerDodger.
But I am ahead of myself about this trip. Rodger took Thursday afternoon off….we had JUST finished shampooing ALL the carpets, furniture was askew, but we skipped out on all responsibility anyway, exiting for Seattle immediately. Paul and Kristen graciously took Mac in for the weekend so we routed ourselves out on U.S.30 to Scappoose for Mac’s weekend vacation seeing his dog pals Mason & Quinn. (NOTE: WE take in Mason the next weekend while Paul & Kristen go to the Gorge….this is a great tradeoff we all share…..at least I hope they think the same way).
We continued north from Scappoose on U.S. 30, the normal route to Astoria from Portland, but crossed into Washington over the bridge at Rainier, OR. That puts you into Longview, WA where you see about 8 trillion logs awaiting destruction or shipment. Don’t ever let anyone tell you the logging industry no longer exists. They’re are still a few trees left they haven’t cut, so……………. THAT sight left me with an empty feeling. BUT. We got back on I-5 and headed north.
We arrived in good time, and checked into the Edgewater Hotel, booked using Priceline on the web, who, in the past, have often found us great deals. IT IS very close to Pike Place Market, and that’s where we immediately headed for. It was late afternoon, some places closing, but still that flower hall was gorgeous, I called this the Dahlia Sea:
Hundreds of bouquets were made up of dried flowers and I couldn’t believe the solid colors still in them:
We accidentally saw this deck space where you can see the Mariners Stadium AND the Seahawks Stadium in one view with Mt Rainier in the middle:
The Market is different in the afternoon, not so crowded, so you can really browse easier. BUT, we left there for Seattle Center and a possible ride up the Space Needle.
We looked around, wandered, but decided the sun angle to sharp for good photos. We’d return the next day early to avoid crowds.
We rode the monorail downtown and ambled back to the hotel. We decided to tour the nightlife area early at Capitol Hill. The last time I was there years ago one had to look for the clubs. Not today, they’re everywhere and the neighborhood is packed with young and old, so ALIVE. We checked out a new spot, Purr Seattle a very nice venue and a busy place. We met Becky, a young girl enjoying a night out with the gay boys who told us she wanted to visit us in October……….Great we said. During the day, she’s one of the many Starbucks baristas, so we promised to drop in the next morning. We visited the hottest club in the area, the Madison Pubwas packed, and I couldn’t believe how many people we talked to there. Nice place. We got home finding no food available, so ordered the kind of pizza you know you’re going to see delivered at a hotel. But it was a grand day all in all.
Friday began with breakfast at the Edgewater restaurant that turned into a great surprise. Four star food at the “67“……….. (the 67 name because the whole place is ON Pier 67.
We went back for the photos atop the Needle. The lighting was better:
I had never been top here, and thoroughly enjoyed both the views and the history lectures looking all around. I loved seeing the Olympic Mountains directly across from the downtown area just to the west, and exotic rain forest area worth anyone’s vacation time on its own:
If I were more the rock music fan, we would have gone into P. Allen’s Experience Music Project building. I WAS intrigued by architect Frank Geary’s designs though:
So we wandered back, got our “stuff” and checked into the Sheraton then wandered the afternoon. We both were unable to accept the idea this tower would be earthquake proof:
It was “unsettling” at the least to see this tall tower sitting on a foundation that narrowed to what seemed like a tiny foundation.
We even walked into the Seattle branch of New York’s Barneys. It is not in my earth brain to get a grip on the kind of clothing-slash-prices here. Whew! That was an experience itself.
We finally decided to eat, and close to the theater was a slow-roasting joint called Vons where we settled outside to eat. Don’t you know, two wild and crazy guys come walking by:
Yes, that’s Roushdi & Chris who would be at the theater that night also! They were off to meet Chris’ sister-in-law for dinner, so we decided to meet later.
I haven’t mentioned Pigs on Parade…..the Seattle version of street sculptures that were like Chicago’s Cow sculptures all over town. A couple favorites were:
or this “When Pigs Fly” at the market:
We finally made it to a absolutely fabulous production of Young Frankenstein, the Musical. Rodger’s review sums it up for me, and yes, I LOVED Andrea Martin’s performance. She was born to play Frau Blucher. What a grand theater this was! We both hate Portland’s Keller auditorium and refuse to go most of the time because the sound is almost dull and inaudible…it’s just TOO BIG an auditorium for performances like these. The paramount was just right. We talked to a few people around us and found lots of tourists who came just to see this preview, and we all agreed it was lots of fun.
Once again afterwards, capitol hill was the destination point where we visited with Roushdi and Chris at a few pubs before retiring for the evening. What a Grand Day Out!
Saturday dawned completely different than the previous two sunny warm days. Overcast but clear, it looked like a shower or two may happen. We saw one fine piece of art near the convention center with a humorous look at capitalism:
Once again, we hiked back to Pike’s place to try Maximilians finally, BUT arrived to find they were only serving brunch. No. We wanted seafood. So we hiked down to the waterfront to lunch at an old Seattle landmark, “The Crabpot.” As you can see, it’s a messy lunch, but as fresh as seafood can be (and touristy as can be):
We survived and headed for a local treeless park made by salvaging all the old iron works from the city’s main ancient power plant that sits directly across Lake Union from downtown near the University of Washington. Called Gasworks Park, this was a place with fabulous views of downtown, the Needle, seaplanes taking off from Lake Union, and interesting old ruins to study:
A view toward the city from the Gasworks:
And another through the gasworks:
What a bizarre place:
That was fun to relax and take in the views at the Gasworks, the seaplanes, and bask in the sun.
We finally had to say goodbye to what had become a very busy birthday celebration in the Emerald City.
Not the end of the story though. We got on I-5 to head south to Edgewood where my cousin Nancy and Bruce live. They’re my age and philosophically as close to us as could be. So that’s where our Saturday night was spent in their beautiful home. Except for two old growth firs in front of their living room window, they would be looking at Mt. Rainier about 60 miles away and if their house was about 200 feet lower in elevation, they’d be living in a Volcano Evacuation Route area. Whew!
We enjoyed a great time together at Mr. A’s Steak and Pasta House trying to watch the Mariner’s game (they’re both big fans), and then an evening renewing our friendship. Next morning, Bruce cooked up the big country breakfast before they sent us on our way back to I-5 and a trip home.
Thanks Bruce and Nancy for such a warm memorable evening. I love them very much and wish we’d get together more often.
We came back via I-5 as far as Vader, WA where we exited the freeway and hoped for a scenic drive south to cross the Columbia River at Longview….Here’s the Vader jail:
Things WERE VERY scenic until we got to Kelso….then it’s nothing but industry the rest of the way. Vader was an interesting place though……….