As I said in my last post Thibault and I were a bit disappointed by Seattle. There just isn't that much to see or do and it isn't particularly pretty. From our accommodation in Capitol Hill it was a fair walk into Downtown, but its more the hills than the distance that is an issue. But the real issue is that the car is king. You can't get away from a freeway going through it.
And then back to the Seattle Centre park, with the clouds at last starting to break from the morning's grey.
So, some observations. First, we started with what as it turned out was the most interesting part of the museum - the section on Horror. This was largely a collection of photos, costumes and masks/models, plus a series of TV screens showing short documentaries about all sorts of horror genres. It was the best thing by far.
The music section was rather a disappointment. This was because rather than try and cover the development of popular music, it just picked on two artists to have galleries showcasing their lives - Jimi Hendrix (who was from Seattle) and David Bowie, plus some Nrvana. Plus there was a gallery of the development of guitars. It would be a bit like the National Gallery having just paintings by Turner and Titian, plus a collection of paint brushes. A proper museum of pop music would be great, but it would need 50 plus galleries, not two.
The huge guitar "sculpture" was cool though.
The star trek section up on top was good though - a reflection of what a "classic" that has become. But like the music section, a more representative walk-through of science fiction would have been better.
Back outside and it had turned into a beautiful afternoon.
Pike Place Market is one of the must-sees. It is famous for its fish, but actually there are few fish stalls; it is primarily full of tourist oriented stalls. Frankly Borough Market is more interesting. Although what was impressive about the fish stalls was the size of the seafood. On a different scale to what you would see in a London fishmongers.
|Seattle Art Museum|
However, we settled into a bar here, had a chat and then headed back to our airbnb for a quick shower before going out for the final meal of our holiday. As has become almost traditional, Thibault booked a highly rated sushi restaurant "near our airbnb". Well when he checked, it really wasn't that near at all. It was 45 minutes at Thibault's marching pace. It did take us across a lot of the nicer suburbs of Seattle, which I would have liked to have captured on camera but Thibault's relentless pace left me no time to take a snap, so I just to admire the houses and parks in passing, while panting.
Anyway, we made it to Sushi Kappo Tamura just about in time for our booking. As it was a little out of the way, and it was 4 July weekend, the place wasn't full. And the waiter took us under his wing, ie persuaded us to effectively let him choose what we would eat with a hint as to what we liked. And to be fair it was really good.
Overall a delicious meal after which we were both in a good mood. So good that Thibault even relented and ordered an uber rather than make me climb back up the hill replete with raw fish. Of course it came at a price. Nearly £240, which is rather more than I normally pay for a meal out.
But then it was our last meal of the holiday, and it left us feeling on a high, so in my book it was worth it.
Which leaves me to reflect on our fortnight's vacation. Only real regret was not just sticking to Canada. We could have had a very happy fortnight just between Calgary and Vancouver, either doing the journey we did on a more leisurely basis, or adding some other places, like Vancouver Island, Victoria or Prince Rupert.
Then we would have missed Portland and Seattle, neither of which would have been much of a loss, but also Mount Rainier and the Oregon Coast, and our night in Astoria, which all would have been sad to miss. I think Thibault concluded that while he liked cities, he didn't really like American ones. Whereas we both liked hiking around and seeing the grandeur of North American landscapes. But most gratifying in a way for me is that we got on perfectly well the whole holiday, and once again finished as good friends as we started. Even though it took a lot of good food and wine to achieve that.
Although I am no nearer to improving Thibault's execrable taste in music. Still there is always our next road trip. Planning that one already. Watch this space.