I rolled into Seattle Sunday, the 19th (my brother Bob's birthday). I’ve got another cousin, Joy, who lives in this area with her boyfriend Amos. After phoning and not getting ahold of Amos, I decided to give Jeanie and Nor a call. Their names were on my list of people to see that Mom had given me. The last time I had talked to Mom, I had to ask her who these people were. It turns out that Jeanie lived in the house next door to where my Mom grew up. Right—sounds like a good reason for me to stop in and say hi, doesn’t it?!
But Mom said that really should. So I did. They were real nice. We talked about a lot of things and Norman marked up my map of Seattle, showing me all the places to go. He was a big help. I made a couple of phone calls while I was there: one to Dad’s to say Happy Birthday to Bob, but he wasn’t there! Dad was glad to hear from me and told me to check in more. Then I called up Kerin’s mom, back in MN, to say hi. I hadn’t called her house yet while on my trip, so I called collect to see if she’d accept it. She didn’t. I ended up calling her direct (that was nice of Jeanie) and she said she didn’t accept because the operator mispronounced my name so bad she didn’t know who was calling. She said she was glad I called. I told her I was making “new tapes.” She was surprised to hear I had stayed at Kerin’s for a whole week.
I ended up eating chili that evening with Jeanie, Nor, their youngest daughter, and her boyfriend. Then after a nice shower, I slept out front in the van.
Seattle is a nice city. Following Nor’s guide, I saw their beaches, docks, locks, marketplace, water front, and the Space Needle! I talked to some bums, tourists, and a couple of Seattle folks (and some punks). I parked the van in downtown, after some frustrating transmission problems, and wandered around the shops on the waterfront and the Pike St. Market with a multitude of people of all types: rich, poor, tourists, street musicians, and merchants. I guess it goes on for 8 or 9 months of the year, with everything from fish to crafts, books, posters, T-shirts, weird seafood, fruits and veggies, etc., etc. They are building a new skyscraper that will be the tallest west of Chicago. Looking at the map of the city, I see that there is, of course, a lot more to have seen.
But, after trying again to get ahold of Amos, I decided to leave town. It was getting towards sunset and I didn‘t want to sleep in town. I could have headed for the suburbs and hung around another day, but I was itching to be moving. Everything seems to cost money in a big city. I was also anxious to take a ride on a ferryboat. Seattle has a lot of ferries that go back and forth across Puget Sound all day and half the night. A lot of people commute to work every day this way, with or without their cars. So I paid my $5, and me and Blue hopped on a ferry! I talked with a guy parked behind me and asked if there was anything I should know about this ferry business. He said no, but added that I was lucky to have missed rush hour. We went to the upper deck and outside the back end to watch the city drift away. He pointed out and named all the mountain peaks you could see from there. We went back in and he marked up my map of the Olympian Peninsula with things I should see. And so, me and Old Blue went sailing!