So, Pike Place Market for flying fish and giant shoes; up two towers (no steps); Gizmo the giant octopus being fed; Klondike Gold at the museum; and all sorts of street entertainment from buskers up to and including a pianist. Now there's dedication (his). Oh, and the Underground Tour with Richard - "You came here all the way from New Zealand - to go Downunder?"
And now I'm in the very first Starbucks, dutiful tourist that I am, with a pumpkin spice venti. Have I done all right for the first day?
Tomorrow it's biking and kayaking, so fingers crossed for more sunshine.
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