I continue to have a rockin' good time here in Seattle.
Yesterday, Andreas and I made our way to Archie McPhee's a novelty store. For you Chicagoans, it's very, very similar to Uncle Fun's.
Getting there got to be quite the ordeal. Seattle is wrapped around Puget Sound, and navigating it can be adventurous. We ended up breaking out the GPS. I was a little freaked when the damned machine started giving us instructions on turns and distances. It sounded like a female Hal talking to Dave.
In any event, we made it to McPhee's and I got some goodies for my wife and kids.
Coming back, I got a great shot of Mount Rainier. This was from the expressway exit ramp that's about two blocks from Andreas' home. If his house had a second story, this is what you'd see from the front window.
Seattle is set in one of the most beautiful places I've ever been. I'm trying to talk Mrs. Yen into retiring here with me. No problem-- I've got 20 years to wear her down.
Apparently, though, there is at least one wise-ass malcontent who lives near Shilshole Avenue who does not share my assessment of Seattle, and altered a street sign to make to tell the world about his feelings.