

So Nik and I followed in the steps of the great Lewis and Clark this weekend, and ventured to the Pacific Northwest to survey the land and locals. Also ostensibly to find me a place to stay, but our success in that quarter was a little iffy. Details on that in a minute, but first: what a cool city! This first pic is the skyline, as seen from Elliot Bay; the second, a frightening Viking encounter. Rare evidence of the Norsemen's spread into the Pacific, and predilection for coffee and garage bands.
Alissa met us at the airport, and played gracious hostess for the weekend. In her care, we got to tour the city and the UW campus, and learn a little about the people: "very hippy-dippy and trail mix." Just my kinda folk! :) We met Rohit at Pike's Place Market, took in some fish and coffee, and went on a harbor tour for an overview of the city history. Apparently the founders of the city dreamed of making it the New York of the west coast -- there's even a mini statue of liberty on one of the peninsulas.
The city itself is surprisingly clean and walkable, relatively speaking. The downtown is very much alive with sights, sounds, and people; not a donut-city, as many seem to become when their downtowns go to pot. There also seems to be a lot going on at any given moment. The music festival Bumbershoot was on this weekend, but we managed to avoid the crowds and traffic.
In the end we didn't end up securing me a place to stay, but I'm glad to have been able to see what I was getting into before school started. So far, so good! :)