I am still rather obsessing about my little trip to Seattle. When I am not badgering my husband about how wonderful it would be to up and move there, I am quietly reviewing the odd photos that crept in that weren't of the crafty persuasion.
Like our little meetup at The Hopvine Pub for a taste of local brews before we settled in. Ridiculously good hummus. And an artichoke dip? Both yum yum good. I might have licked the bowl. Or maybe that was Jade. I can't remember.
Jade, Beki and I stayed an extra day so that we could soak up a little of the area before heading back to Texas, Louisiana and Missouri. We booked a hotel downtown and had another dearie -- Eva -- introduce us to the Fremont District before she drove home to Vancouver. (Eva owns a store called the Barefoot Contessa, and I am very very very sorry that I cannot shop there. That is all.)
I got to ride shotgun.
It was a bit like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride meets European Vacation (Big Ben! Parliament!)
I'm serious. See the Space Needle?
Then we traipsed about, popping into shops here and there.
And this one held a few small packable treasures for us. Plus, you must stand next to the giant french fry and pose with a stop sign. You must.
But some things are better left to your imagaination.
After getting a bit turned around and walking back the right way (...and passing a Chocolate Factory. For Real. For a whole block we smelled nothing but chocolate. That might have been when the Seattle love went over the top for me, I'm not sure) we happened upon a crazy labyrinth of vintage goodies.
And that is where I found my new to me, Frye Campus Boots, size 6. On the cheap. There will be another post. All about this particular event. It is deserving. I need to hire a choir of angels for sound effects.
We met Sarah (who lives in AZ, but was also visiting) on a bus and hopped over to Wallingford, which is adorable. And we saw firsthand the eye candy that is Fabric Crush, located in the old Kindergarten classroom of an old school building. Yes, very cool.
Pretty. And this silly camera photo doesn't do it justice.
We also stopped for nourishment at at Trophy Cupcakes. Fidget was thrilled that I kept my little ballerina and brought her home with me.
Eventually we did make it back to downtown. We saw no fish thrown. However, we did venture out later that night and for some local fare.
And on Tuesday, when we said our teary goodbyes at the airport, we finally each had Starbucks.
We almost forgot to do that. So busy having fun.