Out of the loop
I took yesterday off to recharge Ye Olde Battyries, and I ended up walking nearly all the way around Lake Union, although not completely on the Cheshiahud Loop this time.
The part that *was* on the Loop was the walk downtown, where I made my way to the Meridian 16 theater to catch the noon showing of The Pirates! Band of Misfits. Well, by the time I got to the theater I was already far off the loop, and it only got worse. Next I walked up Pike to Capitol Hill, where I stopped by Elliott Bay Book Company and failed to spot the book I'd seen there on my previous visit, which I had in the meantime decided to buy. (The book is Crooked River Country: Wranglers, Rogues, and Barons by David Braly -- a history of Central Oregon.) I had lunch at the Elysian, of course, then walked to the Harvard Exit by way of Cal Anderson Park, and watched another movie: Whit Stillman's Damsels in Distress. After that I walked to U District, rejoining the Cheshiahud Loop only briefly when I crossed University Bridge. I stopped at the Big Time, of course, because after all the Trombipulator is on, and I always enjoy being trombipulated. (I also did it Sunday night when carl and I stopped by after the Chunga mailing at Andy & Carrie's.) I got there just in time to watch the Mariners lose in the 12th inning, too, woohoo! Lastly I caught a bus home rather than walking home on the Cheshiahud Loop, because it was getting late and I wanted to have time to wrap a few things up before going to bed. I had been gone for most of the day, leaving the house around 10:30 am and returning around 9 pm.
So that was all very nice, and the weather cooperated despite threatening to rain. As I probably say every time I mention the Cheshiahud Loop, it has really changed my sense of the city by encouraging me to walk downtown. It's always interesting to walk along the lake and see what's going on along the waterfront and in the marinas, and walking really gives me a sense of continuity and connection and integration. It's hard to describe the feeling, but it makes me feel more a part of the city, even though I'm typically just walking along spacing out in my own isolated thoughts as usual.
The part that *was* on the Loop was the walk downtown, where I made my way to the Meridian 16 theater to catch the noon showing of The Pirates! Band of Misfits. Well, by the time I got to the theater I was already far off the loop, and it only got worse. Next I walked up Pike to Capitol Hill, where I stopped by Elliott Bay Book Company and failed to spot the book I'd seen there on my previous visit, which I had in the meantime decided to buy. (The book is Crooked River Country: Wranglers, Rogues, and Barons by David Braly -- a history of Central Oregon.) I had lunch at the Elysian, of course, then walked to the Harvard Exit by way of Cal Anderson Park, and watched another movie: Whit Stillman's Damsels in Distress. After that I walked to U District, rejoining the Cheshiahud Loop only briefly when I crossed University Bridge. I stopped at the Big Time, of course, because after all the Trombipulator is on, and I always enjoy being trombipulated. (I also did it Sunday night when carl and I stopped by after the Chunga mailing at Andy & Carrie's.) I got there just in time to watch the Mariners lose in the 12th inning, too, woohoo! Lastly I caught a bus home rather than walking home on the Cheshiahud Loop, because it was getting late and I wanted to have time to wrap a few things up before going to bed. I had been gone for most of the day, leaving the house around 10:30 am and returning around 9 pm.
So that was all very nice, and the weather cooperated despite threatening to rain. As I probably say every time I mention the Cheshiahud Loop, it has really changed my sense of the city by encouraging me to walk downtown. It's always interesting to walk along the lake and see what's going on along the waterfront and in the marinas, and walking really gives me a sense of continuity and connection and integration. It's hard to describe the feeling, but it makes me feel more a part of the city, even though I'm typically just walking along spacing out in my own isolated thoughts as usual.