The day after the party, I drove up to the Twin Cities to visit my parents and sister, while my husband flew to Seattle to visit his mother.
Every time I go to the Cities, I stay in a different hotel. This time I stayed at the Sheraton Midtown, which agreed with me. I particularly liked the view out my window in the morning, the early light gradually warming an ordinary urban scene, of people waiting for the bus and the still cold cars waiting for their owners.
Our flight was badly delayed on Friday, and we ended up spending almost eight hours at Sea-Tac airport. By the time we took off, it was getting to be twilight. Time for one last picture by way of goodbye.
From our room in the Olympic, I can see up and down Seneca Street. We stay in the same room every time we come to Seattle, so I’m getting to know the views. I’ve decided that I like the austere skyscraper I can see up the street. It’s the Crowne Plaza Hotel, I discovered later. More