<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660</id><updated>2011-12-21T10:29:02.608-08:00</updated><category term='travel tips'/><category term='articles'/><category term='belgium'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='oregon'/><category term='travels with dog'/><category term='turkey'/><category term='New York'/><category term='settling in'/><category term='Rhine'/><category term='ohio'/><category term='austria'/><category term='study abroad'/><category term='oktoberfest'/><category term='1999'/><category term='gardens'/><category term='France'/><category term='art'/><category term='wine'/><category term='2007'/><category term='2003'/><category term='restaurant recommendations'/><category term='2005'/><category term='luxembourg'/><category term='aachen'/><category term='england'/><category term='italy'/><category term='tacoma'/><category term='czech republic'/><category term='brussels'/><category term='minnesota'/><category term='2004'/><category term='seattle'/><category term='2006'/><category term='Rochester'/><category term='bitburg'/><category term='netherlands'/><category term='cologne'/><category term='baltic cruise'/><category term='maastricht'/><category term='california'/><category term='washington'/><category term='berlin'/><title type='text'>The Itinerant Writer</title><subtitle type='html'>Always watching, wondering and wandering.  And never without my trusty pen, paper and camera.  Here is the world according to me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-4323197400152345757</id><published>2011-12-21T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:29:02.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oregon'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, Portland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4SFZHvJitg/TvH7DRUWjyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cFi007sV_KE/s1600/weirdportland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4SFZHvJitg/TvH7DRUWjyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cFi007sV_KE/s320/weirdportland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688603837952593698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave Seattle in 19 days for good. The movers come a week from today to pack up the contents of our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By happy coincidence, my best friend here locally is also moving out of town. She leaves one week before me. (I think it's easier to say goodbye if you're both leaving...you don't really feel like you're leaving someone behind and it's reassuring to know that they're also moving on to hopefully bigger and better things.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had some business to take care of in Portland yesterday, so I accompanied her. It was my last chance to see a city that I really love, and I was also hoping to finally get a chance to poke around in Powell's. Believe it or not, I hadn't had the chance to get there yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my friend loves books and so does my other friend who met up with us. And I was finally given my chance to visit Powell's (after the errand we were there to do was completed, of course). I could've stayed longer, if we had had the time. Powell's is a good place to lose yourself for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the days are far too short, and the drive between Seattle and Portland and back is far too long. So after that, it was a quick stop to Voodoo Doughnut for a sugar boost before we were on the road again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rJsev9KtR9c/TvH7DdbFJxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/COOpTR1Oa8E/s1600/voodoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rJsev9KtR9c/TvH7DdbFJxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/COOpTR1Oa8E/s320/voodoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688603841202038546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, Portland. You really are weird, but I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-4323197400152345757?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4323197400152345757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=4323197400152345757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4323197400152345757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4323197400152345757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-portland.html' title='Goodbye, Portland'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q4SFZHvJitg/TvH7DRUWjyI/AAAAAAAAAcM/cFi007sV_KE/s72-c/weirdportland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-9216386420315136059</id><published>2011-11-12T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:26:11.553-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Dungeness Recreation Area and Port Gamble</title><content type='html'>Ever since we ate at the Oak Table Café in Sequim this past July, my husband has talked about how much he wants to go back there. They served the best breakfast he ever ate in his life, and he wanted to get one last taste before we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we headed to Sequim this morning. I figured we might as well make a day of it. We have less than two months to go, and this may very well be our last trip to the Olympic Peninsula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop: Dungeness Recreation Area and National Wildlife Refuge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6338127853/" title="Dungeness National Recreation Area by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6338127853_88be3911cf.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Dungeness National Recreation Area"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a nice little detour, and I’m glad we did it. The GPS actually took us to a different area than the one I was trying to get to. But that’s fine, because I was actually able to get a picture of the lighthouse from there. It was really far away, so the picture turned out fuzzy, but the lighthouse was much, much further away from the viewpoint we had a little later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6338127415/" title="Dungeness Lighthouse by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6039/6338127415_42cc5d4cb1.jpg" width="500" height="454" alt="Dungeness Lighthouse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the GPS for the car and the one on my phone, we found the main entrance to the Dungeness Recreation Area off of Kitchen-Dick Road (I guarantee you won’t forget this name, but it is, apparently, difficult to find on a GPS).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving through the entrance and stopping for a bit to walk on the scenic bluff trail, we drove back to the Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge. From the parking lot, it’s about a 3/8 mile walk through a wooded area to get to an overlook where you can see Dungeness Spit (you can walk down from there to the spit, if you want, but we opted not to). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After admiring the view for a few minutes, we turned around and walked back. It was pretty chilly (and I left my gloves in the car…oops!) and we were both getting hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop: Oak Table Café!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast for lunch was perfect on a gray, chilly Saturday. I got Eggs Benedict with potato pancakes (applesauce and sour cream on the side) and some fresh-squeezed orange juice. Absolutely delicious. I believe these were the best Eggs Benny I ever had. Lance got the same thing he ordered last time – a puffy bacon and swiss omelet (oven-baked) with three buttermilk pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you’re in Sequim around breakfast or lunchtime, eat at Oak Table Café. I promise you can’t go wrong. The food is exceptional and the service is great. Lance mentioned that he wants to sneak one more trip back here before we go. I have my doubts, but we’ll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our meal, we didn’t really have any plans. However, I missed a chance to go to Port Gamble back in August and it was only a slight detour, so I suggested that we stop on the way back. Good plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop: Port Gamble &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6338883040/" title="Port Gamble General Store by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6338883040_ac500cd495.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Port Gamble General Store"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit about Port Gamble: it’s a mill town – founded in 1853 - that’s now a National Historic Landmark. Browse the shops, which are located in historic buildings. The General Store was my favorite. Even though I think it’s too early for Christmas, it was so festively decorated and they were playing a cheerful mix of holiday tunes. Plus, they offered us free cookies when we came in. What’s not to like? They have a café in the back, as well as a museum. If you go up the stairs, they have some sea life displays that are interesting to look at. Even though we weren’t in Port Gamble for very long, we spent most of our time here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were doing a wine tasting too, but I didn’t partake, sadly. It was a bit crowded there. Looking at their website now, I guess they had a holiday open house. That would explain the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent maybe a half hour there, but the weather was looking threatening, so we decided to head home. The skies opened shortly after we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a great day. I didn't take as many photos as I would've liked, but here's my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157628113877970/with/6338127853/"&gt;Flickr set&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.clallam.net/Parks/Dungeness.html"&gt;Dungeness Recreation Area&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.oaktablecafe.com/"&gt;Oak Table Cafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.portgamble.com/"&gt;Port Gamble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-9216386420315136059?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9216386420315136059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=9216386420315136059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9216386420315136059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9216386420315136059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/11/dungeness-recreation-area-and-port.html' title='Dungeness Recreation Area and Port Gamble'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6092/6338127853_88be3911cf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1419399377520940930</id><published>2011-10-16T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:41:12.688-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Boehm's Candies</title><content type='html'>We have less than 3 months to go until we move to Washington, D.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that means there is too much to do, and not enough time. And so I won't be posting here too much for the time being. We have very little time left for traveling, although Lance mentioned wanting to take a day trip somewhere soon to get the dogs used to traveling in our new Subaru. We'll see if we end up having time for that or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did get out for a few hours today. Lance and I celebrate 8 years of marriage on Tuesday, and since that's a normal workday, we decided to celebrate a couple days early. But we only had a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started with brunch at one of my favorite restaurants - Red House Beer and Wine Shoppe &amp; Tapas Bar. They started serving brunch this weekend, which means they added a few breakfast items (and mimosas!) to their regular lunch menu. As tempting as the brunch menu sounded, the allure of the salmon BLT on grilled focaccia was too great. So that's what I ordered, and it was just as good as I expected. Lance got macaroni and cheese (which I tried, and it was super delicious - creamy with just the right touch of sharpness). The ambience was great, as always. They were playing Dean Martin, which just seemed right on a damp, gray morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our meal, we headed to Issaquah to visit Boehm's Candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Z1fitLqTE/TptK3CdRdyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kvsJAvYOxS8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Z1fitLqTE/TptK3CdRdyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kvsJAvYOxS8/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664203265761441570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of the Swiss Alps, right in the Issaquah Alps. Of course we bought some chocolate (chocolate-covered coffee beans, fudge, and some salted caramels), but we took a little time to walk around the cute little park. At the end of the park is a replica of a 12th century Swiss chapel - the original is in St. Moritz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kl_38e8AkE/TptK3WZwUDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/tw5N4mXRryI/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1kl_38e8AkE/TptK3WZwUDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/tw5N4mXRryI/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664203271115395122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chapel seemed to be closed, so we only got to see the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week, you can take self-guided tours at Boehm's and actually watch the chocolates being made. They also offer chocolate-making classes. And there are guided tours as well. None of these things were going on today, but I still enjoyed our visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And naturally, I ate the salted caramels almost immediately after we returned to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our last stop, we went to Rattlesnake Lake Recreation Area. We had no intention of hiking up to the ledge, like I did back in August. It seemed kind of pointless, since it was foggy and I'm not sure we'd get much of a view from there today. But we walked out to the lake. It wasn't nearly as beautiful today as it was back in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay long. It was drizzling and chilly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped to see some fall color today, but we're having kind of a disappointing autumn. Bummer. There are a few stunning trees here and there, but most of them have changed very little. The most color we saw today was actually around Boehm's Candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to visit Boehm's Candies, click &lt;a href="http://www.boehmscandies.com/catalog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you're near Renton and want a great place to eat and drink, I can't recommend &lt;a href="http://www.redhousebeerandwine.com/"&gt;Red House&lt;/a&gt; more highly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1419399377520940930?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1419399377520940930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1419399377520940930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1419399377520940930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1419399377520940930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/10/boehms-candies.html' title='Boehm&apos;s Candies'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B4Z1fitLqTE/TptK3CdRdyI/AAAAAAAAAa8/kvsJAvYOxS8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-9132442634727671285</id><published>2011-09-15T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:52:36.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>I Love Germany. I do not, however, love Oktoberfest</title><content type='html'>As promised, a link to the Matador article that I mentioned in my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://matadornetwork.com/nights/5-things-that-suck-about-munichs-oktoberfest/"&gt;5 things that suck about Munich's Oktoberfest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note: I didn't put the word "resort" in quotation marks in my original draft (which would imply that I actually don't think of it as a resort). Those were edited in. I do actually consider Edelweiss to be a resort!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-9132442634727671285?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9132442634727671285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=9132442634727671285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9132442634727671285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9132442634727671285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-germany-i-do-not-however-love.html' title='I Love Germany. I do not, however, love Oktoberfest'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8662006335437580029</id><published>2011-08-20T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:20:06.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you write it, they will come</title><content type='html'>By it, I mean this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdseyeview.com/blog/2010/04/27/oktoberfest-virgin/"&gt;http://www.nerdseyeview.com/blog/2010/04/27/oktoberfest-virgin/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a guest post that I wrote for Pam over at Nerd's Eye View. She posted it in April 2010. This is actually my first time linking it here, but the story may already be familiar to long-time readers, because I posted a lengthier version of this narrative back in 2007. And those who know me have heard me give a rather hilarious (so I've been told) narration of this story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm getting a bit of mileage out of my horrible Oktoberfest experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the "they" that I refer to in my title is Matador Nights, which is part of the vast Matador Network - one of the largest travel sites on the Web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email from an editor there yesterday who had read my guest blog post and decided that I was the perfect person to write a piece on why Oktoberfest sucks/is overrated or something similar. Naturally, I jumped at the chance to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we are, folks. Sometimes, great writing assignments do actually fall in your lap. (&lt;em&gt;The Seattle Times &lt;/em&gt;did too, by the way, but I haven't mentioned that here before since it's not related to travel. But I'm currently working on my second piece for their NWjobs section.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post the link here when the article goes up. But seeing as how it's about a month until Oktoberfest time, it won't take long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first I have to write it, so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8662006335437580029?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8662006335437580029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8662006335437580029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8662006335437580029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8662006335437580029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/if-you-write-it-they-will-come.html' title='If you write it, they will come'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-4781231635096560591</id><published>2011-08-13T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T21:05:44.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels with dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Langley - Whidbey Island</title><content type='html'>An island getaway seemed like an obvious choice when we were planning Aunt Sue's visit, seeing as how this area has several to choose from. I hadn't been to Whidbey Island yet (other than a brief visit to Deception Pass last year), and Sue wanted to visit wineries. So I chose Langley. Last Sunday, we headed out there with the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get to Langley, you catch the Mukilteo-Clinton ferry. The ferry terminal is next to Mukilteo Lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6040015505/" title="Mukilteo Lighthouse by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/6040015505_465c3bea12.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Mukilteo Lighthouse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a short ride - about 15 minutes. From Clinton, it's a short drive to Langley - about 6 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it was so easy to get there, I don't know why I never got around to doing it before now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Langley's beautiful city center. We got there a bit before the visitor center opened, so we went into the Langley Village Bakery (one at a time, so one of us could be outside with the pooches) for hot beverages and biscotti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about Langley? It's charming and beautifully landscaped. A place to wander. To poke into shops and talk to the locals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6040016911/" title="Langley garden by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6190/6040016911_7c9f12dc16.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Langley garden"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Langley is also dog friendly. Reece and Blitz were even invited into one of the shops! The owner of that shop talked very enthusiastically about the outdoor performance of "Romeo &amp; Juliet" that was taking place that afternoon. I would've loved to have gone, but dogs weren't allowed there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no particular agenda in mind. We just walked around the town center before heading out a few miles to Taste for Wines - a tasting room featuring wines from Blooms Winery and Spoiled Dog Winery. Reece and Blitz were allowed here, too, and they were treated every bit as well as the humans. Treats for them. Wine tastings for us. They got lots of attention from everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lunchtime when we finished up there, and we had heard rumors that The Star Store (the town grocery) was a good place to get sandwiches. They had outdoor tables, so I grabbed one while Sue ran in to get our lunch. As I waited, people stopped to say hi to Reece and Blitz and make conversation. Sue finally came out with 2 delicious turkey sandwiches from the deli, some pesto &amp; parmesan kettle chips, and sparkling lemonade.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to take the dogs somewhere special where they could run around a bit, but before we did that, we stopped at Whidbey Island Winery, which we passed on the way into Langley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6040020777/" title="Whidbey Island Winery by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6040020777_79faf8cca7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Whidbey Island Winery"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tasting there, we headed out to Double Bluff Beach. They have an off-leash area there. It's one of the few sandy beaches I've seen in Washington. Needless to say, the dogs loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent maybe an hour there before heading back. The line to the ferry was long, so we had to wait awhile, but the weather was nice, and we were in no hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great visit! I hope to get back and explore more of Whidbey Island soon. Maybe Coupeville, if I can make it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, I have some &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627427412424/with/6040020777/"&gt;pictures up on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://tasteforwinewhidbey.com/"&gt;Taste For Wines&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.whidbeyislandwinery.com/"&gt;Whidbey Island Winery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-4781231635096560591?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4781231635096560591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=4781231635096560591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4781231635096560591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4781231635096560591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/langley-whidbey-island.html' title='Langley - Whidbey Island'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/6040015505_465c3bea12_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6811283701207365126</id><published>2011-08-12T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T22:45:41.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Tacoma and Seattle with BONUS! BLUE! ANGELS!</title><content type='html'>A week ago today, I took my aunt to Tacoma to see the Museum of Glass (MOG). We had other destinations planned too (Port Orchard, Poulsbo, and Port Gamble), so Tacoma was pretty much a brief stop on a rather ambitious itinerary. We got there a little early (by the way, Sue was amazed that the parking garage and Link Light Rail are both free, so score one for Tacoma!), so we stopped at the old Union Station, which is now a federal courthouse. We wanted to get some pictures of the Chihuly works inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6036907621/" title="Chihuly - Union Station by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6087/6036907621_c4fa164136.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Chihuly - Union Station"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending several minutes there, we made our way across the Bridge of Glass to the museum, stopping for pictures along the way. I think Sue enjoyed the hot shop the most. As a photographer, she enjoyed getting action shots of the glass artists at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a couple of hours at the MOG, but around noon-ish, it was time to move on. I had a $40 gift certificate that I won from Amy’s on the Bay in Port Orchard – via their Facebook page – so this seemed like as good a time as any to spend it. So across the Tacoma Narrows Bridge we went, and further on to Kitsap County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r32RleREIhc/TkYIbH5NIII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ViTCcVKt6Nw/s1600/Amys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r32RleREIhc/TkYIbH5NIII/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ViTCcVKt6Nw/s320/Amys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640204845396598914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm. Total decadence!  This is my smoked salmon linguine alfredo. Sue had crab cakes (most delicious I have ever tasted, by the way) and salmon with roasted potatoes. We were stuffed, but it was totally worth it. I noticed at one point that there was a small plaque screwed to the table stating that it was the mayor’s table. HAHA. I love Amy’s on the Bay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about all the time we had in Port Orchard – on to Poulsbo! We spent a little time browsing in shops (primarily antiques), did a wine tasting at Eleven Winery, and stopped at Sluy’s Bakery (ALWAYS! ALWAYS!) for some cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran out of steam at that point. Didn’t make it to Port Gamble. Instead, we headed home for a light dinner and to do some chores around the house that needed doing. (Sue is an awesome houseguest…she offered to mow my lawn while I vacuumed the carpet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sue’s 4th full day, we finally made it to downtown Seattle. There was a method to my madness for waiting this long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; It’s easier to find parking at the light rail station on the weekend (as long as the Mariners or Sounders aren’t playing – which they weren’t).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; Seafair weekend – which means we’d see the Blue Angels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out at Pike Place Market, where Sue got some pictures of the fish-throwing guys (though they weren't throwing any at the time). Then we grabbed some breakfast at The Crumpet Shop. Being the Anglophile that I am, I’m ashamed to say that this was my first visit. After our crumpets, we walked a short distance to the Seattle Art Museum (SAM). That was also a first for me. I got in free with my military ID, and because the guy at the ticket counter was nice, he let Sue in for free as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent a couple hours exploring the SAM. Europe kind of spoiled me for art museums, but I still enjoyed this. I especially liked their temporary exhibition, “Beauty &amp; Bounty: American Art in an Age of Exploration,” which runs through September 11. Go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue also wanted to see Seattle Central Library. Again, I am ashamed to say that I hadn’t been there yet, despite being a bibliophile. I LOVED this place. The architecture. The light. Just the massiveness of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6037466876/" title="Seattle Central Library by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6141/6037466876_78d87f51d8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Seattle Central Library"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Are you kidding me? Can I live here?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the 1st and 3rd floors, snapped a lot of pictures, and made our way out and back to Pike Place Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed sustenance. Nothing too heavy, though, because it was finally starting to warm up and it was past our usual lunchtime (we didn’t want to have dinner super late, so we didn’t want to be too full). We found ourselves at Copacabana Bolivian Restaurant, enticed by the rainbow-colored umbrellas on their balcony overlooking the market. Simple lunch: black bean soup with pork, warm crusty bread with butter. It suited us fine. From there, we had an unbelievable view of Pike Place Market and of the Blue Angels, when they occasionally swooped past us on their way back to the Seafair crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6037468590/" title="Blue Angels! by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6182/6037468590_464f5f2163.jpg" width="500" height="351" alt="Blue Angels!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could’ve sat there all day. That was truly my favorite part of it. But we had other places to see. We walked through the market, then made our way down to the waterfront and the Olympic Sculpture Park. From there, we headed to the Space Needle. But Sue was far more interested in the Experience Music Project (EMP), since she’s a fan of Frank Gehry’s architecture. Coming from Cleveland (home of the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame), she wanted to see how the EMP compared. We went in briefly, and she was sufficiently impressed with both the inside and outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That reminds me. I visited the EMP in June and took pictures, but never posted them. Perhaps I should do that.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we called it a day. Tired of walking, we hopped the monorail back to Westlake Center and took the light rail back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627296206799/with/6037466876/"&gt;Flickr page&lt;/a&gt; for more photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seriously, go to &lt;a href="http://www.amysonthebay.com/"&gt;Amy's on the Bay&lt;/a&gt; if you find yourself in Kitsap County. Soooooo good, especially if you like seafood. Try the crab cakes. Thank me later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.elevenwinery.com/index.htm"&gt;Eleven Winery&lt;/a&gt;, whether you're in Poulsbo or on Bainbridge Island. Great tasting! I even liked the reds, which is saying a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- You've got a month left to see the Beauty &amp; Bounty exhibit at &lt;a href="http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/exhibit/exhibitDetail.asp?eventID=21084"&gt;SAM&lt;/a&gt;. (If you're military or a military dependent, you get in free until Labor Day with your military ID.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6811283701207365126?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6811283701207365126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6811283701207365126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6811283701207365126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6811283701207365126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/tacoma-and-seattle-with-bonus-blue.html' title='Tacoma and Seattle with BONUS! BLUE! ANGELS!'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6087/6036907621_c4fa164136_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1996969680084777482</id><published>2011-08-10T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:32:43.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Mount St. Helens and Mount Rainier</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned in my previous post, my aunt came to visit last week. On Wednesday, I took her to Mount St. Helens. On Thursday, we followed that up with a trip out to Rainier. It was important for me to do these day trips on consecutive days, because I think the contrast between the two areas is very striking. Mount St. Helens and the surrounding area still wear very deep scars caused by the 1980 eruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this landscape:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6030946803/" title="016 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6150/6030946803_81701cca4e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="016"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from the Johnston Ridge Observatory. (You can't tell from this picture, but there is steam rising from the lava dome.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this (somewhat cloudy) picture of Rainier, taken from the visitor center at Paradise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6031509300/" title="056 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6031509300_4b8be7912b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="056"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge difference. St. Helens seems desolate. Rainier looks lush (if a bit snowy) and full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of life exist at St. Helens, of course. Wildflowers bloom, even amidst all the tree stumps left from the blast. A coyote passed in front of us on the road. As I was getting ready to leave, I spotted a butterfly, which is a known symbol of resurrection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6030947877/" title="St. Helens butterfly by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6030947877_c0d1389349.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="St. Helens butterfly"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Rainier, too, shows its signs of renewal. It was a harsh winter, and the deep snow is finally giving away to avalanche lilies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/6030952885/" title="061 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6190/6030952885_7621422ba5.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="061"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow drifts are melting into rivulets in some places, waterfalls in others, creating a different landscape from what I've seen in previous visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Mount Rainier National Park - since this is likely my last visit, at least to the Paradise side - we did something I've been wanting to do for awhile. We stopped at Copper Creek (a former client of mine) for a slice of their blackberry pie a la mode. It was so delicious. The perfect ending to our visit. We also stopped to browse at a couple of galleries in Ashford that sit along the road going in and out of the Nisqually entrance to the park. I recommend doing this. There are so many interesting things to see along that road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, my entire &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627406410548/with/6030952885/"&gt;photo album&lt;/a&gt; is on Flickr. Of all the things I'll miss about living in this area, these majestic mountains are what I'll miss the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1996969680084777482?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1996969680084777482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1996969680084777482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1996969680084777482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1996969680084777482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/mount-st-helens-and-mount-rainier.html' title='Mount St. Helens and Mount Rainier'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6150/6030946803_81701cca4e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3470951578298322956</id><published>2011-08-09T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:50:33.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels with dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>POST #200!! A Hike to Rattlesnake Ledge</title><content type='html'>A week ago, my Aunt Sue came to visit. She arrived early enough in the day that we still had time to do something, but she wanted to be active so she wouldn't succumb to jet lag too early (3 hour time difference, as she came from Ohio).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the interest of doing something I've never done before, getting some exercise, and bringing the dogs, I proposed a leisurely hike to Rattlesnake Ledge near North Bend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're snickering at that statement, you're likely a local who knows better. There is nothing leisurely about this hike. Unless, of course, you hike or climb mountains on a regular basis, then it might be an easy hike. Rattlesnake Ledge has an elevation of 1,175 feet and it's about a 2 mile hike to get there. For novice hikers, it's pretty reasonable. I tend to prefer flatter land due to bad knees, but I felt no pain here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgivQa9vCrE/TkH3hhT55yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bYw7xLFVH0s/s1600/DSC_0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgivQa9vCrE/TkH3hhT55yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bYw7xLFVH0s/s320/DSC_0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639060363694171938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(My eyes are almost closed, so this isn't the best picture of me, but the dogs are sure cute and happy!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problem for Blitz, he charged up the mountain as if he owned it. Since I had hold of his leash, he propelled me up that trail right with him. Sue and Reece weren't too far behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour or so, we made it to the top. Aside from the exercise and all that fresh air, you get an additional reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DvSw-hGomU/TkH3hy0BDKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CGbFwT7FpJI/s1600/DSC_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DvSw-hGomU/TkH3hy0BDKI/AAAAAAAAAYY/CGbFwT7FpJI/s320/DSC_0093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639060368392260770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief. That view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they say...what goes up, must come down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNJ5KflFWfA/TkH3iWqfnsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KZzwWLxRUqc/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BNJ5KflFWfA/TkH3iWqfnsI/AAAAAAAAAYg/KZzwWLxRUqc/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639060378015997634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our reward at the end was a delicious picnic dinner at peaceful Rattlesnake Lake. We followed this with a quick visit to Snoqualmie so she could view the Falls and look at the old rail cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really sore the next day. Totally worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3470951578298322956?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3470951578298322956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3470951578298322956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3470951578298322956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3470951578298322956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/post-200-hike-to-rattlesnake-ledge.html' title='POST #200!! A Hike to Rattlesnake Ledge'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgivQa9vCrE/TkH3hhT55yI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bYw7xLFVH0s/s72-c/DSC_0053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6415965329697052715</id><published>2011-07-30T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T21:23:38.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Sequim and Hurricane Ridge</title><content type='html'>We’ve lived in the Seattle area for 3.5 years now, and are 5 months from moving. And only today, we visited Hurricane Ridge for the very first time. It’s one of those places that I’m kicking myself for not having discovered sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5992305571/" title="Untitled by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5992305571_430f18126b.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, we started in Sequim. We got there around 10:30 or so – a bit early for lunch. So on a whim, we went to the Olympic Game Farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5992860354/" title="Peacock by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5992860354_2db26de745.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Peacock"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cool and slightly terrifying experience, I must admit. We weren’t feeding the animals like the cars in front of us were, but they came right up to our windows anyway, begging for bread. It made me nervous, especially the smaller animals like the rabbits and peacocks. I was really hoping we wouldn’t injure any of them. But then a bison came up to the window and looked in the rear passenger-side window, directly at me. It was exhilarating but scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we finished our driving tour, it was lunch time. So off to The Oak Table Café we went. Full disclosure: Oak Table Café is a former client of mine from when I worked as a payroll specialist. The owner sent me a certificate for 3 complimentary meals, which I had been unable to use until today. So yes, the free food was a definite draw, but Oak Table Café was also one of my very favorite clients. The Naglers ,who own and operate the restaurant, are just the nicest people and they truly love what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This restaurant did not disappoint. I had a slice of ham and cheese quiche that was pretty much perfect (the crust seemed just slightly underdone, but there was so much eggy/cheesy goodness that it was barely even an issue). It came with a small side salad, a dinner roll, and a couple slices of melon for garnish (which I ate, of course). A fantastic meal. Everything was really fresh and made from scratch. Lance and his sister ordered omelets (they serve breakfast all day), which were baked in the oven, so they were light and fluffy. And they came with pancakes that were declared to be amazing. The service was top notch too. Lance and I will be going back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we drove up to Hurricane Ridge. It was a nail-biter, especially on the drive down, but the views almost make you forget how easy it is to plummet to your death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. You’ll notice a lot of Black-Tailed Deer photos. We saw probably a dozen of them, and they have no fear of people. This, I might add, is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit up Poulsbo on the way back. &lt;a href="http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/brief-visit-to-kitsap-county.html"&gt;I was there back in December&lt;/a&gt;. It was quite a bit different tonight. More lively. But then again, it’s a beautiful Saturday afternoon in the summer, as opposed to a quiet Sunday morning in December. We stopped for a treat at Sluy’s Bakery (mandatory) before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few pictures today. You can check them out on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627319540960/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6415965329697052715?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6415965329697052715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6415965329697052715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6415965329697052715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6415965329697052715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/sequim-and-hurricane-ridge.html' title='Sequim and Hurricane Ridge'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5992305571_430f18126b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7807117595832498860</id><published>2011-07-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:39:52.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oregon'/><title type='text'>Mount St. Helens and Oregon</title><content type='html'>Lance's sister is here visiting, and we packed a lot into the past two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we started with Mount St. Helens. I already posted about my trip there &lt;a href="http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/southern-washington-and-northern-oregon.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;, and it wasn't significantly different this time. We made most of the same stops on the drive. Only this time, we drove all the way up to Johnston Ridge Observatory, instead of turning around earlier. You have to pay to go inside (unless you have an annual national park pass, like we do), but it's well worth it. They offer a lot of information about the eruption and the views from there are stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before 4 PM, we reached Portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5986149347/" title="downtown Portland (taken from a viaduct near Washington Park) by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/5986149347_8454367178.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="downtown Portland (taken from a viaduct near Washington Park)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't spent a lot of time there. We stayed long enough to see Pittock Mansion and the International Rose Test Garden. We walked the downtown streets and along the riverfront for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Pittock Mansion, by the way. Yes, I have seen some of Europe's greatest castles. But I'm a sucker for architecture and beautiful landscaping. And Pittock Mansion has all this, plus the amazing views of the city. This was well worth visiting, both inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The International Rose Test Garden was lovely too, as was all of Washington Park that we saw. It was fairly close to our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at Park Lane Suites, which is in the Nob Hill/King's Hill area of Portland. The surrounding houses were historic and beautiful, and even just walking around the neighborhood was a joy. But the hotel was fantastic too. It offered free parking, and we had an apartment with 2 queen rooms. I had a wonderful surprise when I walked into the kitchen. They left a complimentary bag of Bob's Red Mill oatmeal for our breakfast, complete with packets of dried fruit, nuts, and brown sugar. Plus, there was milk and orange juice in the fridge. There was a nice letter on the kitchen table inviting us to take the food in the kitchen if we didn't use it during our stay. You don't need to tell me twice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice room. Clean and comfortable. And the price was right too. I would definitely stay there again. Thanks, Park Lane Suites, for being awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after Pittock Mansion and the rose garden, we went downtown to look around and get some dinner and walk along the riverfront. We ended up at Kells Irish Restaurant &amp; Pub. In my mind, you can never go wrong with pub food. And that was indeed the case. I got a delicious chicken and mushroom pasty (in a flaky pastry with tarragon cream sauce) over mashed potatoes. And naturally, some cider and black...because I have to take advantage of being at a pub. Lance and his sister were happy with their ham and cheese sandwiches with fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, it was back to our room for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we went to the famous Voodoo Doughnuts. Only I had Lance drive to the satellite location since we didn't want to pay for parking or try to find parking in the middle of downtown on a weekday. As we were getting out of town, taking public transportation wasn't really an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Voodoo Doughnuts Too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZQM1bvYcC0/TjJDoi_y19I/AAAAAAAAAYA/0zZePmEPZAc/s1600/VoodooToo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rZQM1bvYcC0/TjJDoi_y19I/AAAAAAAAAYA/0zZePmEPZAc/s320/VoodooToo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634640447662118866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy. It was pink. And it has an obsession with Kenny Rogers. Yeah, pretty much what I expected, from what I've heard of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the doughnuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULhaNqbTCvA/TjJDowybwqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/bFMySUruksY/s1600/doughnuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ULhaNqbTCvA/TjJDowybwqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/bFMySUruksY/s320/doughnuts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634640451364176546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, my friends, is one of their famous bacon maple bars. And just a regular chocolate cake doughnut with chocolate frosting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance got a doughnut with chocolate frosting, crushed oreos, and peanut butter drizzled on top. I got a sugar coma just by looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, awesome. And doughnuts are never my first choice for breakfast food. But this is a Portland institution. I'm fairly certain if you come to Portland, at least one person will tell you to go to Voodoo Doughnut. Just do it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our sweet send-off from Portland...time to move on. Lance's sister wanted to see the Pacific coast, so naturally, we had to go back to Cannon Beach. I was just there last week - see my last post. I won't go into any further details, other than to say that it was sunny this time, and the tide was in. So it was much different from last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed up to Astoria, where we stopped for a bit at the Columbia River Maritime Museum before heading back toward Seattle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun trip, but exhausting. I get a break tomorrow while they go whale watching. I already did that last month with my cousins. I hope they see orcas like we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to see pictures from the past 2 days, you can go to my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627305498144/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some other links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.parklanesuites.com/index.html"&gt;Park Lane Suites &amp; Inn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.kellsirish.com/portland/"&gt;Kells Irish Restaurant &amp; Pub&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://voodoodoughnut.com/index.php"&gt;Voodoo Doughnut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7807117595832498860?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7807117595832498860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7807117595832498860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7807117595832498860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7807117595832498860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/mount-st-helens-and-oregon.html' title='Mount St. Helens and Oregon'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/5986149347_8454367178_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6107856449828070987</id><published>2011-07-25T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:13:30.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oregon'/><title type='text'>California-Oregon Road Trip: The Conclusion</title><content type='html'>You might want to read the last couple of entries before this one if you haven't yet. Otherwise, this won't make as much sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday, July 20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destination:&lt;/em&gt; Crescent City, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5971234525/" title="Crescent City Harbor at sunset by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/5971234525_61e74618bf.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Crescent City Harbor at sunset"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left shortly before 9 AM, with the expectation that it was supposed to be a very hot day. No worries, as we were headed toward the coast (where it was significantly cooler). Shortly after we left Travis AFB, we were cruising through Napa. I couldn't let the opportunity pass to do at least one wine tasting, even though we had a rather ambitious agenda for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance indulged me, and we stopped at Beringer, where I spent a perfectly pleasant half hour sipping wine and talking to the nice woman who poured my tastings. I walked out with 2 bottles of yummy sparkling White Zinfandel and a souvenir glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5971774980/" title="Beringer Winery, Napa by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6005/5971774980_aa9c98ee3f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Beringer Winery, Napa"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short time later, we were back on the road. Lance turned off on some side road that led to what is (allegedly) the world's largest petrified redwood forest, but we decided to skip it once we got there. We just didn't want to risk paying the price of admission for possible disappointment, but we looked around the tiny museum for a few minutes before moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, as much as we hate tourist traps, we somehow felt like we were obligated to pay $5 to drive through a tree. However, we didn't even get to do that, since there was a very large group standing in front of it, who refused to move when they saw our car (RUDE! I was inclined to ask them to reimburse us since they wouldn't let us get what we paid for). After a few minutes, we got sick of waiting for them and just parked in the parking lot to explore that area for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until we got to The Avenue of the Giants that things got really impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5971226247/" title="Avenue of the Giants by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/5971226247_9f82e379c4.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Avenue of the Giants"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about these ancient, majestic trees? They make you feel small and insignificant, and that's not a bad thing. I had this feeling quite often throughout the trip at different locations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished our detour through The Avenue of the Giants, we met back up with the 101 and continued our journey toward the coast. Of course, we continued to drive through the redwoods and even caught sight of a herd of Roosevelt Elk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around dinnertime, we made it to Crescent City. We checked into the Lighthouse Inn right at the entrance to town on the 101. Our room had an ocean view. It was spacious, clean, and comfortable. And our room was discounted to the lowest possible rate, so we stayed overnight for less than $100. I liked this hotel. The decor is nautical meets Grandma, but we enjoyed our stay there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After checking in, we went next door to the Northwoods Restaurant. It was crowded, and the service was slow, but our server apologized over and over again. She did the best she could under the circumstances. The food was delicious. Lance had a burger. I got Chicken Jerusalem, which was chicken, mushrooms and artichokes in a white wine cream sauce. It was accompanied by dinner rolls, garlic pasta, steamed veggies and a trip to their salad bar. We were definitely stuffed. I don't think I even got through half my meal before I had to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge meal should always be followed by a leisurely walk. So we strolled along Crescent City Harbor just as the sun was setting. It was a beautiful end to our busy but fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, July 21&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destination:&lt;/em&gt; Tillamook, OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5971328809/" title="Tillamook Cheese Factory by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5971328809_7e525ed972.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Tillamook Cheese Factory"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Crescent City shortly before 9 AM. It was a bit foggy and chilly. By the time we got to Oregon (a relatively short drive from there), the sun was out and it promised to be a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no particular agenda, except to get to Tillamook. And yes, it was all for the cheese. On the way, Lance and I just pulled over at whatever scenic viewpoints interested us, and there were A LOT. The Oregon coast boasts some of the most stunning scenery I have ever been privileged to see in all my travels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never taken a trip on the Pacific Coast Highway, do so. You won't regret it, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved all the coastal towns we drove through. I could've stopped at every one and poked into the cute little shops or eaten at the local spots. But we drove through most of them (with a short detour in Newport). Alas, we didn't have the time to explore further, since we needed to get to Tillamook by 6 PM if we wanted time to go to the cheese factory. And as for eats on the road, we had a picnic at some random lake we just happened to be driving by around lunchtime. We were a bit inland at that point. But it was near the Oregon Dunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was around 5 PM or so that we arrived in Tillamook. We easily found our hotel - The Ashley Inn - which was just a stone's throw from the Tillamook Cheese Factory. I didn't even plan it that way. We checked in, got settled into our room, and headed off to cheese heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both wanted to order the macaroni and cheese at their cafe. We were disappointed to learn that they were out of mac and cheese. So we both ended up ordering grilled cheese sandwiches, which were good, but not what we were craving. I must say that their french fries were some of the best I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actual self-guided tour part of our visit didn't take too long. I took more pleasure in shopping at their impressive food shop (they not only sell dairy products, but they also sell a lot of things that pair well with their cheeses). We bought 3 packages of their "squeeky cheese" (cheese curds), 1 package of smoked medium cheddar, 1 package of smoked vintage white extra sharp cheddar, and some fudge. And we stopped at their ice cream shop before we left. How can you resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do anything else after that. Lance was tired after a day of driving, so we just watched TV back at our hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday, July 22&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destination:&lt;/em&gt; HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within an hour of leaving Tillamook, we were at the most superlative beach I have ever seen in my life. I didn't even care that it was about 58 degrees and overcast. I was squishing sand between my toes and dipping my feet in the tidepools. It was heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5971333709/" title="Cannon Beach, OR by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6016/5971333709_baf271f3d6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Cannon Beach, OR"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Cannon Beach, and I could stay there for the rest of my life. The tide was out, so we were able to walk right up to Haystack Rock, which at 235 feet tall, is the third tallest intertidal structure in the world (so sayeth Wikipedia). Signs marked the prohibited areas, because Haystack Rock is a sanctuary for birds. It's most famous for its puffins, but we didn't see any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a lot of sea anemones, starfish, and other ocean critters in the tidepools. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only regret is that we didn't stay longer in town, but Lance wanted to make a stop in Astoria too and we had to pick up the dogs from boarding before the vet closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...Astoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped there, but we didn't really do anything. I took a few pictures of the Columbia River and the Washington side. We got glimpses of some of the major tourist attractions. I just think we both kind of ran out of steam and just wanted to get home. I thought Astoria was very cute though, from what I saw of it. I can see why this has been the setting for movies such as "The Goonies" and "Short Circuit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the Astoria-Megler Bridge into Washington State. For awhile, there were no signs of civilization and it was time to think about lunch. The first town we hit wasn't very promising. Shortly after, we entered a town called Raymond. That didn't look too promising either, until I saw a Golden Arches. I'm not really a big fan of McDonald's. As fast food goes, it's probably my least favorite. But when you're out in the middle of nowhere and there are few other options...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't bad, all things considered. But once we hit the road again, we had discovered that a Dairy Queen was less than a mile away from McD's. Rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was our last stop until home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This vacation was one of the best we've had together since our marriage, in my opinion. I thought nothing could top Europe. I still love Europe, don't get me wrong. But there is something about discovering the beauty within your own country. And I felt a real sense of peace and relaxation, not having to worry about currency exchanges or language/cultural differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to our move to Washington D.C., but I will miss the beauty of the Pacific Northwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want more pictures? Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627271721112/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6107856449828070987?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6107856449828070987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6107856449828070987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6107856449828070987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6107856449828070987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/california-oregon-road-trip-conclusion.html' title='California-Oregon Road Trip: The Conclusion'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/5971234525_61e74618bf_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8844114562360578740</id><published>2011-07-23T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T09:07:09.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><title type='text'>San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5967316578/" title="Fisherman's Wharf by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/5967316578_c024d8cb72.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Fisherman's Wharf"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in my last post, most of our vacation was a family visit. But my brother and sister-in-law graciously agreed to my request to go to San Francisco, since Lance and I have never been there and we are moving to the East Coast early next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only there for about 2.5 hours. That was long enough to see Fisherman's Wharf (with lunch at Boudin Bakery - clam chowder in a sourdough bowl). It was always our intention to stay with the family and not venture out on our own. And when there are toddlers with you, you don't really expect to be out long, especially when one is late for her nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and I plan to go back someday, but we were quite happy to take the Baylink ferry back to Vallejo when they did. Honestly, San Fran felt very crowded and claustrophic to me, but I would expect nothing less on a summer Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627137727357/with/5966760665/"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;. I'm not happy with these, but I had to shoot some of the sights (Golden Gate Bridge) from far away, and Fisherman's Wharf was just too tourist clogged to get decent photos. And sometimes, I was also holding my 3-year-old niece's hand, so I was trying to take pictures one-handed. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8844114562360578740?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8844114562360578740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8844114562360578740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8844114562360578740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8844114562360578740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/san-francisco.html' title='San Francisco'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/5967316578_c024d8cb72_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-801191039272011483</id><published>2011-07-22T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T21:57:25.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oregon'/><title type='text'>Oregon/California Road Trip – Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 1:&lt;/strong&gt; July 14th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destination:&lt;/strong&gt; Crater Lake National Park/Crater Lake Lodge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5965203951/" title="Crater Lake Lodge by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/5965203951_368ec86e78.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Crater Lake Lodge"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Kent around 8 AM with the intention of getting to Crater Lake before dinner. We didn’t have any stops planned in-between, although we knew we would have to make stops for lunch, gas, restroom breaks, etc. And sometimes it’s also more about the journey than the destination, so Lance encouraged me to let him know if I wanted to pull over at scenic overlooks and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was fairly uneventful. Portland was cloudy, so we didn’t get to see the magnificent Mt. Hood. After Portland, we stopped at the first rest stop we could find to have a picnic lunch. (Hint: plug-in coolers are super handy. We have one that plugs into both my car and a regular power outlet. And no worries about replacing ice.) I packed a ton of food, because it was also my intention that we would eat in our room at Crater Lake Lodge instead of eating at their expensive restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove for a bit after lunch until we hit a national forest. And then another one. And then another one. It seemed most of Oregon was a national forest. It was a gorgeous drive and the weather was fine, although we had a few too many stops (due to road construction) for my liking. But we stopped to get gas in a really cute town in the middle of nowhere – Oakridge, I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, finally, Crater Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was snow, and lots of it. As we drove further into the park, Lance noticed a scenic overlook. So we pulled into the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those rare moments when you feel like the air is literally sucked out of you. Crater Lake did that for me. The water so limpid, so blue. I think I stood there with my jaw on the ground for a good minute or so, just taking it in. It was incredible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent several minutes at that scenic overlook, then moved to another one. We did this until we arrived at Crater Lake Lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with the lodge. It fits into its surroundings beautifully. Our room was quaint and comfortable. We had no TV, but we were prepared for that. I packed books and a deck of UNO cards. But we mostly wanted to spend our time walking around and admiring the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to watch the sun set that evening on the lodge’s massive verandah, which looks out over the lake. But the mosquitoes proved to be too much. And the chill in the air got to me (even though I was bundled up). So we called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2:&lt;/strong&gt; July 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Destination:&lt;/strong&gt; Fairfield, CA/Travis AFB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5965759814/" title="California by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/5965759814_caf93cf54f.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="California"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up really early that morning – before 6 AM – and I went down into the lobby to watch the sun rise. I brought a book with me, and when they started serving coffee in the lobby at 6:30, I sat in front of the fireplace with my coffee and book. It was so relaxing. When Lance got up and ready, we packed up the car. We decided to have breakfast at the nearby Annie Creek Restaurant, which is in another part of the park. This is only because we didn’t know how long it would be before we found the next town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rip-off. I kind of figured that going in, because it had horrible reviews online. We paid way too much for a very small continental breakfast (it was all you can eat, but we were saving room for In-N-Out Burger for lunch). That was our first meal out on this trip (if you want to call it that), so we sucked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the road, and we hit the California border in relatively short order. We stopped in Weed for gas (should’ve waited a bit longer – it was about 20 cents cheaper per gallon later on). I was admiring the landscape as we drove, except for Mt. Shasta being covered by several clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first taste of In-N-Out Burger in Redding. It was worth it. I was skeptical about waiting in the long line at the drive-through, but I figured the food had to be good if it was that busy. And it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that’s really all until we hit Travis AFB, which is where we stayed for several days. That’s where my brother (a sailor) is stationed with his family, and we needed some time to visit him, his wife, and our two darling nieces.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;That’s all until Sunday, when we spent a few hours in San Francisco exploring Fisherman’s Wharf. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627134042937/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; from the first 2 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-801191039272011483?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/801191039272011483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=801191039272011483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/801191039272011483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/801191039272011483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/oregoncalifornia-road-trip-part-1.html' title='Oregon/California Road Trip – Part 1'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/5965203951_368ec86e78_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7005987549511812903</id><published>2011-07-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T12:26:36.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Clipper Vacations Friday Harbor/Whale Watching Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5897741003/" title="Friday Harbor by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6055/5897741003_936dd56a8c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Friday Harbor"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always nice to have visitors. When you're living somewhere and you start to take it for granted, it's nice to have a look at where you live through their eyes. My husband and I are relocating to the East Coast next year (D.C. area, to be more specific), so we're expecting a lot of visitors this summer. Or that could just be a coincidence. But since we got a larger number of visitors our last year in Germany, I'm thinking it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up - my cousins Lori and Lindsey, who flew in from Minnesota last Sunday. They left this morning (and are, in fact, winging their way back to MSP as I type this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may post about other bits of their visit later, but right now, I want to focus on the whale watching tour. Because that was new to me, and it was something I always wanted to do since I moved here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did, in fact, see orcas. And that made it all worthwhile (and fulfilled, at least for me, an item on my bucket list). But there were unpleasant parts. We had to get up super early to get to Seattle from Kent (weekday morning = rush hour = crush of humanity on public transportation). But Seattle was brilliant and beautiful that morning, and we enjoyed our walk from the rail station to Pier 69, where Clipper Vacations docks their Victoria Clipper boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check-in and boarding were easy enough. We were advised to reserve seats on the lower decks if we wanted to sit on the top deck, because it gets cold and windy up there. Most people don't sit up there for the duration. But to "reserve" your seats, you have to leave your personal items on them to claim them. We didn't feel comfortable doing that. So in a girl power moment, we decided to suck it up and deal with whatever uncomfortable conditions we'd encounter on the top deck. The view was best from there, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, it was cold. Very cold. And windy. Very windy (we all got windburn, actually). But we had heavy jackets with hoods and bundled up as best we could. It wasn't too bad. We could laugh about our misery while we were up there, but the views were spectacular. And getting some scalding hot chocolate from the concession stand helped warm us up some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw a Bald Eagle. And several Harbor Seals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5898306952/" title="Harbor Seals by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5262/5898306952_34db0dc0e7.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Harbor Seals"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 3 hours and 45 minutes, we docked at Friday Harbor. Us whale watchers had to stay on the boat. We had a 15 minute stop there before the whale watching tour began. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were whales. Probably at least 6 of them. We came upon several tour and research boats circling a pod (which, I'm sure, was not by accident). We watched them for half an hour or so. They breached the water several times, which was spectacular. We had to stay at least a couple hundred meters away though, so it's not a close encounter. Binoculars are handy. And a camera with a mega zoom lens (and super fast shutter speed) is also handy. Needless to say, I didn't get pictures of the whales. The pictures were mostly of ripples on water, and I ended up missing a few breaches because I was fiddling with my camera. So I stopped. Not everything has to be viewed through a lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whale watching was over with too soon, and we went back to Friday Harbor for a couple of hours. Which, in my opinion, was not nearly long enough. After we had lunch (at a place called Downriggers Restaurant, right next to the Clipper pier), we only had about half an hour before we had to board for our return trip. No time to look in the shops, but at least we had time for a quick wine tasting (there is always time for free tastings) at Island Wine, where I bought a couple bottles of blush on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is probably my major complaint about the tour - not enough time at Friday Harbor. And I did mention that on the survey I filled out during the return trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Seattle, we opted to sit in the lower deck. We couldn't stand to be exposed to the elements anymore. We were all exhausted and I caught a few winks on the return trip. Other than some people being obnoxious (not unlike being crammed on a full flight), it was an excellent trip. It makes for a very long day, though. In total, we were on the tour for nearly 12 hours, and I'm not including the commute time between Kent and Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, you can &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157627107611518/"&gt;see more photos on Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7005987549511812903?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7005987549511812903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7005987549511812903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7005987549511812903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7005987549511812903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/07/clipper-vacations-friday-harborwhale.html' title='Clipper Vacations Friday Harbor/Whale Watching Tour'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6055/5897741003_936dd56a8c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1030629066785694675</id><published>2011-06-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:19:51.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Gig Harbor &amp; Destiny Harbor Tour</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday, and my husband and I planned to go to Portland, until I discovered that they were having the Grand Floral Parade as part of their annual Rose Festival. I figured this might limit parking and impede our ability to get around, especially since the parade route was right in the area where I planned to do most of my exploring. I checked into Amtrak, but the fares were too high just for a day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came up with an alternate plan. Gig Harbor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5823525730/" title="Gig Harbor lighthouse by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3454/5823525730_1a3481dab6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Gig Harbor lighthouse"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and I were there briefly last year. We met a friend for dinner and ate at Anthony’s. We said we wanted to go back and see more of the town because we liked what little of it we saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed as good a day as any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there around noon. Mostly we just meandered around the historic downtown area. We stopped for some ice cream at Kelly’s. There was nothing particular we had in mind to do other than a Destiny Harbor Tour. And that was scheduled to leave at 3:30. Gig Harbor isn’t a bad place to kill time, believe me. It was overcast today, so we didn’t get the amazing view of the mountains that we had last time we were there, but it’s still a picturesque town and a great place to wander. We even saw a bride and groom getting their pictures taken at Skansie Brothers Park. It’s a nice place for people watching, if you like that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3:00, we went to the dock where the Destiny Harbor Tour departs (right at Anthony’s Restaurant). We got there a tad too early, but better too early than too late, right? Captain Tom showed up a short while later, and once he got the boat ready, we boarded along with some of the other passengers. The Destiny is an old Coast Guard utility boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2-hour tour was definitely the highlight of my day. It took us out underneath the Tacoma Narrows Bridge. We got close up looks at Salmon Beach, Point Defiance, and the beautiful homes at Point Fosdick and Gig Harbor’s waterfront. I was especially fascinated by Salmon Beach, where people live in fishing shacks at the water’s edge. Perhaps a bit isolated, but stunning. Access to this Tacoma neighborhood is either by boat or by foot down a very steep cliff, if this tells you anything about why I found it fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learned a little about history, geology, architecture and wildlife. We saw two Bald Eagles (unfortunately, I wasn’t able to zoom in close enough for good photos), a couple seals, and several Pigeon Guillemots. We also heard a fascinating story about the Tacoma Narrows Bridge (and how it got the nickname "Galloping Gertie"), but I'll leave that to Captain Tom to tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fantastic time! I highly recommend this tour if you’re in Gig Harbor, but the company also runs tours out of Tacoma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.destinymarine.com/"&gt;http://www.destinymarine.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as always, a link to my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157626940595738/with/5823497032/"&gt;Flickr album&lt;/a&gt; with today's photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1030629066785694675?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1030629066785694675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1030629066785694675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1030629066785694675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1030629066785694675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/06/gig-harbor-destiny-harbor-tour.html' title='Gig Harbor &amp; Destiny Harbor Tour'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3454/5823525730_1a3481dab6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5656219046165077566</id><published>2011-05-11T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:23:21.809-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Windmill Gardens and Bistro in Sumner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5710768671/" title="010 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/5710768671_e948f91927.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="010"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost exactly 2 years ago, I wrote about my first visit to &lt;a href="http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/05/wild-wheat-and-windmill-gardens.html"&gt;Windmill Gardens&lt;/a&gt; in Sumner. I went again today, and it wasn't quite so warm and sunny. In fact, quite the opposite. But unlike last time, I ate at Windmill Bistro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5711331268/" title="018 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2621/5711331268_7bbced895d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="018"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the ambience of this place. It was warm and cozy. It was rather crowded today too, so clearly, it's a local favorite. I ordered a cup of clam chowder with half a bistro salad (greens, dried cranberries, blue cheese and candied walnuts with raspberry vinaigrette), along with some of their strawberry lemonade. Very good, and the perfect amount of food. Everyone else's orders looked delicious too (and it seems they're generous with their sandwich platters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This looks like a good place for a girlie lunch, which was basically what I was out doing. There were kids with us too, and Windmill Bistro was great with accommodating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're in the area and looking for something fun to do with a friend, I recommend it. You can stop at Tea Madame for some tea, pop into the spa and salon, or shop for beautiful flowers and landscape art. If you have the time (and I didn't today), you should also check out Sumner's charming downtown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to see the entire Flickr set? Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157626575069719/with/5711331268/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.windmillgarden.com/"&gt;Windmill Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.windmillbistro.com/?action=home"&gt;Windmill Bistro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5656219046165077566?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5656219046165077566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5656219046165077566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5656219046165077566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5656219046165077566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/windmill-gardens-and-bistro-in-sumner.html' title='Windmill Gardens and Bistro in Sumner'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2152/5710768671_e948f91927_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6912740051716334594</id><published>2011-05-05T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T11:45:14.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is National Public Gardens Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OBAAjkXoCA/TcLvuMnUflI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Sy41KQ4lSfc/s1600/Keukenhof.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OBAAjkXoCA/TcLvuMnUflI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Sy41KQ4lSfc/s320/Keukenhof.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603304463341485650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to have some free time tomorrow, &lt;em&gt;Better Homes &amp; Gardens &lt;/em&gt;is offering free admission to many public gardens nationwide for National Public Gardens Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the link below for a list of participating gardens and a voucher for free admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/freegarden"&gt;http://www.bhg.com/freegarden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going to PowellsWood in Federal Way, as long as it's not pouring rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6912740051716334594?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6912740051716334594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6912740051716334594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6912740051716334594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6912740051716334594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/tomorrow-is-national-public-gardens-day.html' title='Tomorrow is National Public Gardens Day'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OBAAjkXoCA/TcLvuMnUflI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Sy41KQ4lSfc/s72-c/Keukenhof.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-9219251689872316923</id><published>2011-03-27T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T07:40:59.057-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Olympic Peninsula Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Lake Quinault sunset by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5565613027/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lake Quinault sunset" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5565613027_85b8f066f7.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have we lived in Washington for over 3 years and not yet been to the Olympic Peninsula? Well, we rectified that this weekend. I got a Groupon deal for Lake Quinault Lodge, so we set out yesterday morning. This is one of those weekends where few of our plans came together, but we still had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just say that the Olympic Peninsula is a great destination if you're looking to find peace in your soul. I mentioned in a recent post that my grandmother recently died, and I'm still reeling from that. My husband's been traveling a lot. We needed a quiet, restful place to regroup and reconnect. Lake Quinault was great for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Lake Quinault (our room is obscured by the tree) by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5566186130/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lake Quinault (our room is obscured by the tree)" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5022/5566186130_a992d1bd59.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our drive took about 2.5 hours from Tukwila (we had to drop the dogs off at Petsmart for boarding first). Parts of the drive were quite nice. I especially liked going through Grays Harbor County, and Hoquiam in particular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving through a seemingly endless stretch of evergreen forest, we saw signs for Lake Quinault. I think we arrived there sometime between 10-10:30. As it turns out, it was too early. Our room wasn't ready. So we walked down to the lake, just in time to see this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Lake Quinault rainbow by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5565606823/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lake Quinault rainbow" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5565606823_6c974b9602.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the only two outside, so it was almost like the rainbow was there just for us. I felt it was a omen that we would have a good weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with a rainbow comes the rain, of course. Despite that, we hiked the Quinault Loop Trail through the rainforest. We came out of the trailhead soaked, but happy. The sun came out as we finished our hike, and we saw another rainbow form over Lake Quinault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point, it was time to think about lunch. The Roosevelt Room at the lodge was a bit too rich for our blood, so we wanted to go somewhere a little more within our price range. I had read that the Quinault Mercantile right across the street had a cafe, but it was closed when we walked over there. And there was a sign pointing to the general store at Rain Forest Resort Village about a mile away. So we drove there, thinking we could get food. But that was just a convenience store. They sold food there, of course, but it was your standard pre-made sandwiches and bags of chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up driving into nearby Amanda Park, where we had lunch at the Internet Cafe (otherwise known as I.C.). There was really no ambience to speak of, but the staff was nice and the food was simple and good. I had fish and chips and it exceeded my expectations. We noted that they served breakfast and headed back to the lodge to check in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had anticipated that we would take the rainforest tour that is available via the lodge. Part of the Groupon was for buy one, get one free admission. And their website says they offer the tour from 9:30 AM-1 PM daily and from 2-5 on Saturdays. So I wanted to take the Saturday afternoon tour. But I was told that they only offered the tour at 9:30 AM. So it seems the Saturday afternoon tour is no longer available. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our room key and headed up to the second floor to check it out. We had a lake view room, which I knew ahead of time. I loved the view. And the room was charming, with vintage details. There was no TV, but I didn't feel that was a problem. The only caveats: the walls were paper thin. We could hear EVERYTHING. We had a shower stall (I was hoping for a tub), and the water pressure was weak. But otherwise, it was very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rested for a bit, and then decided to go down the road a bit to see the world's largest Sitka Spruce. That was one of those situations where you end up being less than impressed once you get there. It was a huge tree, don't get me wrong. But it just didn't have the awe factor that I assumed it would have. That short hike to the tree and back resulted in sodden socks and shoes (lots of flooding on that trail), so back to the room to dry our shoes by the radiator. I am a former Girl Scout, so I should've been more prepared and had 2 pairs of shoes. I did bring extra socks, at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had nothing else to do while waiting for our shoes to dry, so I ended up dozing off and Lance was playing around with his cellphone. Soon, dinnertime was upon us, so we put on our newly dry shoes and trudged back out into the rain. We walked a mile down the road to The Salmon House at Rain Forest Resort Village. We loved, loved, LOVED this restaurant. To say that they specialize in salmon is obvious, but neither of us ordered that. Lance ordered the chicken cordon bleu, which he thought was fantastic. I got the garden vegetable fettuccine, which was pretty much the best fettuccine alfredo I ever tasted. And we were seated at a big picture window overlooking the lake. What could be better? Especially since it stopped raining while we were eating and the sun came out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dry as we walked back. And the rest of the evening was gorgeous, as is evident from the first picture I posted. That was our sunset last night. Glorious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But between the end of dinner and the sunset, we spent some time in the game room at the lodge, where we laughed a lot over a couple games of pool and some very crazy games of ping pong. We were both exhausted - not just from the day's events - but from the past 2 months in general. Shortly after 9 PM, we were both asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up before the sun this morning - not that I wanted to be. I had hoped to sleep in. But my insomnia didn't take the weekend off. Lance woke up shortly after I did, and we decided that instead of hanging around the lodge (where we had considered doing the rainforest tour this morning), we would instead drive up to Ruby Beach on the Pacific coast. Once we showered and dressed, we checked out and were off! Back to Amanda Park for breakfast at the I.C. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, it was about a 40 mile drive to Ruby Beach. It was worth it. This was, for me, one of the highlights of our trip. The waves were tempestuous, crashing against the sea stacks, and the skies were foggy and gray. The beach was exactly how I like it. Simply stunning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Sea stacks at Ruby Beach by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5565616603/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sea stacks at Ruby Beach" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5094/5565616603_3e5cb366ac.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, we headed south to Ocean Shores. No special reason, except we had time to kill, and we hadn't been there before. We had homemade ice cream at Murphy's and visited the interpretive center. We were probably in Ocean Shores for a little over an hour, and then we decided to head back toward home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got to Hoquiam, we were ready for lunch. So we shared a pizza at Sasquatch Pizza, and then we were on the road again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days wasn't long enough. I long to go back. But we're planning on seeing the northern part of the Olympic Peninsula before we move on to our next assignment (which is coming up soon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My full set of photos is up at &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157626367372874/with/5565616603/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-9219251689872316923?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9219251689872316923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=9219251689872316923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9219251689872316923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9219251689872316923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/03/olympic-peninsula-weekend.html' title='Olympic Peninsula Weekend'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5565613027_85b8f066f7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-9216023991891239627</id><published>2011-02-16T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T08:20:38.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Inherited My Wanderlust</title><content type='html'>I just returned to Seattle on Monday night after some time with my family in Ohio, where my beloved grandmother passed away after a courageous battle with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she was partially responsible for my wanderlust. I always thought it was kind of funny that my brothers and I have traveled to many countries (granted, my younger brother is in the Navy, which is why he has traveled so much), while our parents are homebodies and content to stay where they are. Then I realized, our maternal grandparents traveled extensively throughout their lives. A favorite destination of theirs was Gatlinburg. In fact, there's a picture of them on the Gatlinburg skylift - taken in 1989 - that I particularly like. I think they went to the Smoky Mountains just about every year and they stayed at the same place every time. I remember them getting Christmas cards from that particular lodge every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of pictures of Grandma during her travels. There's one that I remember from Devil's Tower National Monument. One I saw just recently - a picture of Grandma and Grandpa picnicking somewhere in Vermont. Their honeymoon photos - especially the ones of them visiting Lincoln's tomb and his home in Springfield, Illinois (places I would later visit during my senior year of high school). In other photos, it's a bit harder to tell where Grandma is, but there are mountains behind her, so she's definitely not in Ohio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cherish the trips I've taken with her. There were a couple of trips to Illinois to visit family who once lived out there. We went to Norfolk, Virginia in 2003 to welcome home my brother's ship as it returned from its deployment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a road trip to Pensacola, Florida in 2006 for that same brother's wedding. I vividly remember sharing a room with Grandma at a crappy Motel 6 somewhere in Alabama as we made our way toward Florida. We watched the movie &lt;em&gt;Circle of Friends &lt;/em&gt;that night, and I remember turning back the covers to snuggle into bed, only to find that there were no sheets! At least Grandma had sheets on her bed. What a rotten hotel stay! But I cherish even that memory now. I think that was the last long road trip she ever took. She turned 80 that year, and it was getting more difficult for her to travel comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still...she did a lot of traveling in her life. I think she only left the country once - during a cross-country road trip when my mom was a teenager. Grandpa drove past the Mexican border. I'm pretty sure he did it just so they could say they've been to Mexico - at least, that was the impression I got from the stories I've heard about that trip. If she ever left the U.S. again, I never heard about it. But she explored much of the United States in her lifetime - much more than I have. She always said that there was no place on Earth more beautiful than the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma ended her journey on February 5, 2011. I was with her, along with my mother, aunt, and older brother. As I'm reflecting back on her life, I'm realizing now just how much she has influenced me. I'm finding that she left a mark on my life in ways I hadn't considered before. My insatiable desire to get out and see the world comes from her, I think. And Grandpa too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say thank you. Thank you, Grandma, for this inheritance. My longing for travel has enriched my life in ways I can't even describe, and has been incredibly valuable to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-9216023991891239627?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9216023991891239627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=9216023991891239627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9216023991891239627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9216023991891239627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-i-inherited-my-wanderlust.html' title='How I Inherited My Wanderlust'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-385165937898600869</id><published>2011-01-10T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T16:14:46.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='california'/><title type='text'>California Dreamin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Santa Monica Beach by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5334616948/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Santa Monica Beach" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5164/5334616948_58e216e844.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently sitting at the Burbank Airport, making use of their free Wi-Fi while I wait for a flight back to Seattle and impending snowmageddon. I'll keep the above image (Santa Monica Beach) burned into my memory as I spend the next couple of days hoping that our power holds and we don't freeze to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the weather in Southern California is quite a departure from the damp chill of Seattle. I arrived to sunshine and left with sunshine and had lots of sunshine everywhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Los Angeles Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in L.A. around lunchtime, and my brother took me to his house to drop off my luggage and have a sandwich. Shortly afterwards, we drove to the Los Angeles Zoo. I loved the landscaping there, since the flora is quite different from Washington's, but otherwise, I didn't see any animal exhibits that impressed me. It's a nice zoo, but there was nothing really unique about it. It was a nice way to spend the afternoon, though. After traveling all morning, I didn't feel like doing any hardcore sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner that night was at a nice American restaurant called Dish in La Cañada. The evening was very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Santa Monica Pier/Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, ready for some hardcore sightseeing. Weather-wise, this was the warmest day, which was great, because we were headed to the beach. My brother drove me out to Santa Monica Pier, which was almost empty that time of morning. Perfect. We walked along the pier, walked barefoot on the beach (so amazing to do that in early January), and stopped at Perry's Beachside Cafe for a late breakfast/early lunch. I can't even tell you how relaxing it is to sit outside in the sun on a warm January morning, eating fresh-made veggie burritos and hash browns, listening to the waves crash on the shore, and smelling the salty air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we drove through Malibu, and then turned onto a mountain road and drove up through Toluca and back toward my brother's place, where we parked at the rail station and took the train to Union Station. From there, we took the subway to Hollywood &amp;amp; Vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the disappointing part. I didn't see what the big deal was about Hollywood, honestly. I walked up one side of Hollywood Boulevard, along the Walk of Fame, and got harassed at every turn by tour operators trying to get me to take some overpriced tour. It was crowded. It was claustrophobic. You couldn't even stop to look at anything for fear of getting trampled. I took pictures of a few of the theaters, and we turned around at Grauman's Chinese Theater and headed back to the nearest subway station at Hollywood &amp;amp; Highland. Been there. Done that. No need to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of day 2 was spent hanging out with the family. So now we move on to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: The Getty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen some pretty impressive museums in Europe. My top 3 are the Victoria &amp;amp; Albert, the Hermitage, and the Louvre. The Getty is on par with those. It's a huge, modern glass and concrete structure at the top of a mountain. You need to take a tram to get up there. Plan to spend an entire day, because it takes at least that long to see everything. Their galleries are extensive (European art, photography and illuminated manuscripts, among other things), and they also have a very nice garden. I think we covered most of it, but there were still come exhibits we missed. As for famous artwork that's displayed there, does &lt;a href="http://www.getty.edu/art/gettyguide/artObjectDetails?artobj=947"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; do anything for you? That's the most famous painting I saw. Regardless, their collection is impressive and fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that day, right at dusk, my brother drove me into Pasadena (where we passed the Rose Bowl) for a quick hike at Eaton Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: The Huntington Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if The Getty isn't impressive enough, the Huntington Library completely knocked my socks off. This, for me, was the very best place I visited on the trip. My friend - being a fellow literature geek - suggested it, and I immediately agreed. We were not disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 15th century manuscript of &lt;em&gt;The Canterbury Tales&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Canterbury Tales manuscript, 15th century by prosodic, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5341220358/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Canterbury Tales manuscript, 15th century" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5123/5341220358_20d15602ae.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a first folio of Shakespeare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an English major's playground. They also have a nice collection of art, including the famous painting of Thomas Gainsborough - "The Blue Boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the gardens...oh, THE GARDENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many gardens: Japanese, Chinese, rose, sculpture, desert (my favorite), Australian, sub-tropical...I could go on. All are different. All are jaw-dropping in their beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, The Huntington also takes an entire day to cover. Do go. It's worth it, I promise. We left at lunchtime to eat at an old-school soda fountain - Fair Oaks Pharmacy &amp;amp; Soda Fountain - on Route 66 in South Pasadena (go for the nostalgia and the ice cream - the food is ok), but you get stickers that allow you to come back. And come back, we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at my brother's by dinnertime, where we had a last dinner out at Ernie Jr.'s Taco House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that takes us to today. But today was mostly just a day to chill out at my brother's house. We only ventured out to Barnes &amp;amp; Noble to get a book for me to read for the flight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be boarding soon, so I leave you with my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157625646520845/with/5341220358/"&gt;Flickr photo set&lt;/a&gt; (132 photos...YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED) and some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://dishbreakfastlunchanddinner.com/"&gt;Dish Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.getty.edu/"&gt;The Getty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.fairoakspharmacy.net/index2.html"&gt;Fair Oaks Pharmacy &amp;amp; Soda Fountain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.huntington.org/"&gt;The Huntington Library&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-385165937898600869?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/385165937898600869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=385165937898600869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/385165937898600869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/385165937898600869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/california-dreamin.html' title='California Dreamin&apos;'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5164/5334616948_58e216e844_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5799224768887487933</id><published>2010-12-21T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T20:08:29.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TRF36uslYGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DVdevcrKTM0/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553351666375680098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TRF36uslYGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DVdevcrKTM0/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ivar's Clam Lights at Gene Coulon Memorial Beach Park in Renton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful holiday season! See you in 2011 (I'll be in Los Angeles from January 6-10, so I'll have a post for you then)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you who have visited this blog, read my ramblings, and left comments. I do this because I love to chronicle my travels, and I'm so glad others enjoy reading about them too. Here's hoping for more adventures in the coming year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Karyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5799224768887487933?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5799224768887487933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5799224768887487933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5799224768887487933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5799224768887487933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TRF36uslYGI/AAAAAAAAAXk/DVdevcrKTM0/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1948665673668165758</id><published>2010-12-05T16:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T19:25:34.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>A Brief Visit to Kitsap County</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5235871815/" title="Poulsbo by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5235871815_49223e6448.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Poulsbo" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one of those rare late autumn weekends with mild and dry weather and the occasional appearance of the sun. We planned to go to Kitsap County yesterday, particularly to explore "Little Norway" - Poulsbo - of all places, because my Minnesota-born husband grew up on lefse and figured that would be a good place to get some. So that was as good an excuse as any!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't meant to be. He was asked to work yesterday, so we postponed our trip for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, we were going to take the ferry from Seattle to Bainbridge Island, but at the last minute, we decided to just drive there instead. It's only about an hour and 15 minute drive. By the time we drove to downtown Seattle, waited in line at the ferry terminal, and took the 35 minute ferry to Bainbridge Island and then drove to Poulsbo from there, it wouldn't really be any faster anyway. I liked the drive, especially as it took us past Bremerton and the sight of all the Navy ships lined up in the bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Poulsbo around 9:45 this morning. Evidently, we came on the wrong day. Poulsbo was sleepy, and even after 10 AM, it didn't wake up too much. We were able to check out a few shops that were open, but the majority of shops were closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight for us was Sluys' Bakery. I've never seen a bakery with such a huge selection. They are known for their Poulsbo bread, which I didn't try. But I did try one of their cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting, which was probably the most delicious cinnamon roll I've ever consumed in my life. More importantly, they had homemade lefse - as big as dinner plates - and Lance purchased 2 packages to bring home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight for us was the Marina Market - a small market in historic downtown that has a startling selection of European groceries. We saw a lot of German stuff. They had stroopwafels. They had lutefisk TV dinners (I wish I could've taken photographic evidence of this, but sadly, I didn't). I was remarking to Lance that if I saw some Norwegian milk chocolate (yes, Switzerland and Belgium are known for their chocolate, but Norwegian milk chocolate...I can't tell you how creamy and wonderfully decadent it is), I would get it. As soon as this utterance escaped my mouth, I saw the familiar bright yellow wrapper that said "Freia Melkesjokolade" - YES! YES! YES! Despite the price ($9 for a large bar), we had to get some. When would we stumble on such a treasure again? It was rare enough when we lived in Germany - Lance would bring me this chocolate whenever he had to go to Norway, but those trips were few and far between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 11:30 or so, we said goodbye to Poulsbo. I would like to go back when there's a festival going on or something, so we have an excuse to stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't ready to just go home, so I told Lance to set Port Orchard as the destination on our GPS. We were going to have lunch there. The nice thing about Port Orchard is that it's across the bay from the Naval base, so we had a nice view of the ships. I was interested in seeing the Kitty Hawk especially, because my brother served on the Kitty Hawk early in his Navy career, and the ship was decommissioned in Bremerton. But there were a few aircraft carriers and we were unable to identify which one was the Kitty Hawk, at least from that far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After admiring the view, Lance picked Amy's On The Bay as our lunch spot, which was a nice choice. I ordered clam chowder in a toasted sourdough bowl with a side salad. It was exactly what I needed, even if I didn't know it at the time. It hit the spot. Lance enjoyed his burger. And they offer a 10% military discount, so bonus! I liked the ambience - it was casually elegant and the staff was attentive to our every need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We encountered the same issue with Port Orchard that we did with Poulsbo - very little was open. So after strolling down the main downtown street, we said goodbye to Port Orchard and headed home. As it turns out, our timing was good. It started raining shortly after we left, and I was getting a bad headache anyway and ended up napping all the way home once we crossed the Tacoma Narrows Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was only for a few hours, it was nice to get out and enjoy the weather and see something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a few &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157625537741440/with/5235872181/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; today. Also, here's the link to &lt;a href="http://www.amysonthebay.com/"&gt;Amy's On The Bay&lt;/a&gt; - highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1948665673668165758?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1948665673668165758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1948665673668165758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1948665673668165758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1948665673668165758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/12/brief-visit-to-kitsap-county.html' title='A Brief Visit to Kitsap County'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5235871815_49223e6448_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8473640850380182661</id><published>2010-10-26T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:37:50.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohio'/><title type='text'>Visiting Columbus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5118391688/" title="015 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1154/5118391688_05331d2faa.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="015" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been visiting my family in Columbus, Ohio since Thursday evening. I'm supposed to fly back to Seattle today, but we're about to get the brutal storm that's been battering other parts of the Midwest, Great Lakes and plains regions all morning. So whether I will be able to leave today or not is kind of a question mark at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since most of the family left yesterday, I had time to get out this morning and early afternoon and see some parts of my hometown that I haven't seen in years. My mom and I went to German Village - my favorite neighborhood in Columbus - and we visited the topiary park downtown, which my mom has never even visited in all the years she's lived here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself in Columbus, you really must come to German Village. You can take home and garden tours of this historic neighborhood, which are offered by the German Village Society. You'll see beautiful Victorian-style homes with charming gardens and courtyards along tree-lined brick streets. German Village has many quirky shops and great restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Mom and I went to The Book Loft, which, bar none, is my favorite bookstore of all time. No place in Seattle even compares to this (and that may just be my sentimental side talking, but this place is truly one of a kind). You might not like it so much if you're a bit claustrophobic - and I am to some extent - but my love of books overpowers my fear of cramped spaces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Book Loft is a multi-story Victorian home with 32 rooms filled floor to ceiling with books. Each room stocks a different genre of books, and different music plays in each room - everything from jazz to New Age to Celtic to classical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about 30-40 minutes browsing. I would've spent longer, but we wanted to get back home before the storm, so we didn't allow ourselves as much time. I found a book for the plane (Ken Follett's &lt;em&gt;Pillars of the Earth&lt;/em&gt;, which, at roughly 1000 pages, will certainly get me through the long trip ahead). Mom found some magnets for herself and books for the grandkids. We made our purchases and walked down the street for lunch at Max &amp; Erma's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Max &amp; Erma's is a chain, and you'll find plenty of locally-owned, excellent restaurants in German Village. But we like Max &amp; Erma's - as chain restaurants go - and I especially like the atmosphere at the German Village location. We both ordered the half sandwich and soup combo (chicken salad croissant with potato, cheese and bacon soup), and it was delicious and fast. Great service too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went to Old Deaf School Park a short distance away. The park is known for its topiary garden - a leafy replica of George Seurat's famous Impressionist painting, "A Sunday Afternoon on the Isle of La Grande Jatte." Every character from the painting is there (plus a cat - a special Columbus touch - which you have to walk around and look for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TMcd0IbhnCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3IbivLWTIKI/s1600/GEORGE~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TMcd0IbhnCI/AAAAAAAAAW0/3IbivLWTIKI/s320/GEORGE~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532423448701279266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderfully quiet and peaceful oasis in the middle of downtown Columbus. The topiaries weren't as full today as they probably are in the spring and summer, but you still get the general idea of what the scene is supposed to look like. And it's easy to find on-street parking around the area (pretty cheap too - 2 quarters bought us 40 minutes of parking, and we really only needed 20 minutes to view the topiary and stop in the visitor's center).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I got the chance to get out and see things I haven't seen for awhile. I appreciate Columbus much more now that I no longer live here. And honestly, I wouldn't mind living here again, and if that were to ever happen, I'm pretty sure I'd want to live in German Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of today's wanderings are &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157625247467374/with/5118400214/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://germanvillage.com/"&gt;German Village Society&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.bookloft.com/"&gt;The Book Loft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.topiarygarden.org/"&gt;Old Deaf School Park - Topiary Garden&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8473640850380182661?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8473640850380182661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8473640850380182661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8473640850380182661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8473640850380182661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/10/visiting-columbus.html' title='Visiting Columbus'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1154/5118391688_05331d2faa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1966689375852259412</id><published>2010-10-16T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:02:53.254-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardens'/><title type='text'>Kubota Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/5088028200/" title="019 by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/5088028200_012df5ce52.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="019" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos than text today. My husband and I took an excursion to Kubota Garden - a place I've been curious about ever since I wrote an article about Washington gardens for USAToday.com a few months back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply stunning. That's really all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157625053743407/with/5088028200/"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt; for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1966689375852259412?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1966689375852259412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1966689375852259412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1966689375852259412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1966689375852259412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/10/kubota-garden.html' title='Kubota Garden'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4087/5088028200_012df5ce52_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7215208101608199328</id><published>2010-09-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T08:59:48.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Things to See in Kaiserslautern, Germany</title><content type='html'>Thought K-Town was just about military bases?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest USAToday.com article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/things-see-kaiserslautern-germany-17529.html"&gt;Things to See in Kaiserslautern, Germany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7215208101608199328?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7215208101608199328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7215208101608199328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7215208101608199328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7215208101608199328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/things-to-see-in-kaiserslautern-germany.html' title='Things to See in Kaiserslautern, Germany'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6904923895858357213</id><published>2010-09-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:19:13.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freebie Saturday!</title><content type='html'>Two major national freebies happening this Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smithsonian Magazine's 6th annual Free Museum Day allows you free access to a number of museums across the country. You can find more information at their website &lt;a href="http://microsite.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, plus print out your ticket (good for 2 people) to present to the museum for admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Public Lands Day is this Saturday, which means &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/findapark/feefreeparks.htm"&gt;free admission to all national parks&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for a local freebie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Seattle Parks Foundation is hosting a grand opening celebration of Lake Union Park from 7 AM to 7 PM. Lots of fun, FREE events happening, as well as the opportunity to snag Metro Free Ride tickets (good for bus and streetcar) to get you there and back. You can find more details &lt;a href="http://seattleparksfoundation.org/LakeUnionParkGrandOpening.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is supposed to be great in the Seattle area on Saturday, so get out and take advantage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6904923895858357213?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6904923895858357213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6904923895858357213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6904923895858357213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6904923895858357213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/freebie-saturday.html' title='Freebie Saturday!'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1232710809319421272</id><published>2010-09-05T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:26:23.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><title type='text'>Ballard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/4962418192/" title="Ballard Locks by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/4962418192_351a5f9931.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Ballard Locks" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, Lisa asked me if I was free to do anything this weekend. I had Sunday morning/early afternoon free, plus LocalTwist was offering a special for food at Ballard Loft ($10 for $20 worth of food). So we planned a day around that. I had never been to Ballard and I've been wanting to get out and explore as many of Seattle's neighborhoods as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day, and the weather ended up being really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out at the Hiram M. Chittenden Locks, better known as the Ballard Locks. It's quite a tourist attraction, as it connects the saltwaters of Puget Sound with the freshwaters of Salmon Bay, Lake Washington, Lake Union and Portage Bay. It's interesting to watch the boats pass through from one side to the other. You can also go down to the viewing windows of the fish ladder to watch the fish (particularly salmon) pass through from one side to another, but this isn't a good time of the year for that. The fish ladder was mostly empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are botanical gardens there too - the entire area is beautifully landscaped and well worth seeing. Plus, admission is free. And parking is free on Sundays and holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending about an hour there, we headed into the heart of Ballard to browse the farmers market. This is a popular and very lively market, but parking is hard to find. We found it an excellent place to people watch and there were some great street musicians playing up and down the market. The mingling of various street food smells were almost irresistable, but we had plans for lunch already (note to self: next time, on market day, don't go to a restaurant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to Ballard Loft for lunch. It's a sports bar with ample outdoor seating. I liked the ambience of the place, but the basketball game they were showing was really loud, making conversation difficult, even outside. I ordered a "Washington Apple," which was an apple pork sausage on a toasted French roll with cream cheese and a relish made of apples, onions, and garlic. Beer-battered fries were served on the side. Delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed, we made our way back throught the market, stopping for a free wine tasting at Portalis Wine Shop &amp; Wine Bar. We had noted a gelato shop (D'Ambrosio) on the way to eat, and we decided we had just enough room. I ordered 2 flavors: meringue (with chocolate) and Nutella - creamy, sweet, and perfect. If you like gelato, this is the real deal. You couldn't get more authentic if you were in Italy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our last stop, we decided to go to Golden Gardens, which is the first sandy beach I've seen since I've lived here (most beaches here are pebbly/rocky with very little sand). Golden Gardens is known as a prime spot for sunsets, but it's also a great place to just sit, feel the breeze in your hair, and enjoy the sun's warmth. It was a peaceful end to a fun day. I could've stayed for hours (stretched out on a blanket with a book), but I had to get home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Ballard. It has a laidback vibe that made me feel right at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157624888230248/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.ballardloft.com/"&gt;Ballard Loft&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.portaliswines.com/"&gt;Portalis Wine Shop + Wine Bar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.dambrosiogelato.com/"&gt;D'Ambrosio Gelateria Artigianale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1232710809319421272?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1232710809319421272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1232710809319421272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1232710809319421272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1232710809319421272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/ballard.html' title='Ballard'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/4962418192_351a5f9931_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7938230391014305825</id><published>2010-09-03T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:31:54.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels with dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Deception Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TNW7Mqj_sGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1-pQXfNhdAw/s1600/deception+pass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TNW7Mqj_sGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1-pQXfNhdAw/s320/deception+pass.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536537143179980898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today did not go as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first or the last time things haven't gone as planned. This is a normal part of traveling, and I'm flexible enough to roll with the punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had anticipated this day for weeks. My husband ended up with a 4-day weekend, and we were kind of unsure what his schedule was going to be like until the last moment (he thought he was going to go out of town, but that was cancelled), so a weekend trip was out of the question. But since we knew for sure he would have today off, I told him that we needed to drive up to Deception Pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we started out a bit later than I had hoped. No big deal, though. It's not like we had a particular agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of the dogs got sick in the backseat of the car while we were stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic in downtown Seattle. Again, not a big deal. I keep a towel in the car for just such a reason (if you're a dog owner, you pretty much have to), and I have leather seats. I managed to scoop up most of it. When we got north of Seattle, we stopped at a gas station, where I completed the clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit the road again, and got stuck in traffic again because of a bad accident. So all in all, it took about 2 hours and 45 minutes to get to Deception Pass - probably about 45 minutes longer than it should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't all bad. We drove through downtown Mount Vernon, which I found very cute. We were in Mount Vernon last year but saw a completely different part of it, which we didn't find so impressive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we arrived at Deception Pass around 1:30. We crossed the bridge over to the Whidbey Island side of the park. We scouted out a picnic spot, which were difficult to find since the park was so crowded. I think we got lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/4955792210/" title="picnic with a view by prosodic, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4147/4955792210_f753eac388.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="picnic with a view" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice view, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ended up not staying too long. Between the crowds and trying to keep the dogs calm (easy with our older one, not so much with our younger one), we realized that perhaps hanging out and hiking wasn't really going to work. We didn't know our way around the park and only saw one trail while we were there, and it was one that led to the bridge. We decided not to take the dogs on that trail because that seemed to be the one that everyone was hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up crossing the bridge back over to the Fidalgo Bay side and walking a trail at Pass Lake. Nobody was there. Once we felt like the dogs had sufficiently stretched their legs, we headed home. I think we just ran out of steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens. But Lance thought it was beautiful up there and suggested that perhaps we go camping next time so we can stay longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many pictures, but you can see some &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157624873583840/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, if you feel so inclined.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7938230391014305825?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7938230391014305825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7938230391014305825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7938230391014305825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7938230391014305825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/09/deception-pass.html' title='Deception Pass'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TNW7Mqj_sGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/1-pQXfNhdAw/s72-c/deception+pass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1793298429780820286</id><published>2010-08-28T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T20:18:25.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Girls' Day Out in Tacoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/THmmp0INa5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/aZF1zPVvSyo/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/THmmp0INa5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/aZF1zPVvSyo/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510618856362437522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a military spouse, I have the advantage this summer of getting into a number of museums for free with my military ID, including the Museum of Glass and the Tacoma Art Museum. So my friend Erin tagged along with me today and we had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things easy, I parked at the Tacoma Dome Station, which is free. From there, you can take the Tacoma Link Light Rail (also free) to Union Station - a ride of approximately 5 minutes (which puts you just a stone's throw from the Museum of Glass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't hop on the rail immediately. Historic Freighthouse Square is right across the street from the Tacoma Dome Station. It's filled with shops and restaurants. So we poked around in there, got coffee (made for us by a very chatty and hilarious barista), visited an art gallery, and then hopped on the rail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five minutes later, we were at Union Station, and making our way toward the Museum of Glass (MOG). We headed to the hot shop first, where artist Ed Archie Noisecat was working with his crew. We hung out in there for awhile and watched before exploring the galleries. The highlight for me was the "Kids Design Glass" exhibit, where the MOG hot shop team created glass sculptures based on drawings that were submitted by kids from ages 5-12. They were adorable, weird, remarkable, and hilarious (I'm jealous of the imagination of children).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After browsing the museum shop, we decided it was time for lunch. Sitting out on the patio at Woody's on the Water sounded like a good option (it's right next door to the MOG and you have a stunning view of the reflecting pool, MOG, and the Thea Foss Waterway). We had a nice lunch. I ordered a crab melt with coleslaw. Tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we finished lunch, we leisurely made our way to the Tacoma Art Museum, stopping to check out anything that was of interest on the way. Overall, I liked the Tacoma Art Museum quite a bit. They have a pretty small collection and it only took us about half an hour to get through the exhibitions that were open (they are currently preparing for another one), but they have a nice Impressionism collection. I liked their Dale Chihuly collection and the current landscape exhibit. The highlight for me was Leroy. I love Leroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/THmnOhLE-1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/U8CKw8sP_CQ/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/THmnOhLE-1I/AAAAAAAAAWk/U8CKw8sP_CQ/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510619486929353554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And judging by the fact that Leroy's image appeared on half the stuff in the gift shop, I would say that I'm not the only one who loves Leroy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the art museum, we just walked around and explored shops. We went into Hello, Cupcake because well...HELLO! CUPCAKES! I had a raspberry lemonade cupcake - lemon cupcake with raspberry buttercream frosting. Delicious. I'm honestly not much of a cake person, but the frosting was fluffy, light and not too sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a stop at the UW-Tacoma bookstore (where I got Anthony Bourdain's &lt;em&gt;Kitchen Confidential&lt;/em&gt; for the bargain price of $4 + tax), we headed back toward the Tacoma Dome Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one stop to make before leaving...the Tacoma Book Center, right across the street from the Tacoma Dome. This unassuming building hides the fact that an enormous book mecca lies within. You are spoiled for choice here. You could easily spend an entire day in this store and probably wouldn't cover all of it. I sold some books and stayed near the door because I was trying to resist temptation. After all, I have enough books here at home already that I haven't even had the chance to read yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun day. Erin and I had a great time and the more I see of Tacoma, the more I like it. It's sad how many tourists overlook this city because it didn't always have the best reputation. But if you get the chance, visit. You won't be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157624704008075/"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt; to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.piercetransit.org/tds2.htm"&gt;Tacoma Dome Station&lt;/a&gt; (better than on-street parking, I promise)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.soundtransit.org/x2099.xml"&gt;Tacoma Link Light Rail map and schedule&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.freighthousesquare.com/"&gt;Freighthouse Square&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.museumofglass.org/"&gt;Museum of Glass&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://woodystacoma.com/"&gt; Woody's on the Water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.tacomaartmuseum.org/"&gt;Tacoma Art Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.hello-cupcake.com/"&gt;Hello, Cupcake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.tacomabookcenter.com/"&gt;Tacoma Book Center&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1793298429780820286?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1793298429780820286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1793298429780820286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1793298429780820286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1793298429780820286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/girls-day-out-in-tacoma.html' title='Girls&apos; Day Out in Tacoma'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/THmmp0INa5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/aZF1zPVvSyo/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8898270905666981504</id><published>2010-08-26T06:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:11:04.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Columbus, Ohio Tourism</title><content type='html'>Click &lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/columbus-ohio-tourism-15877.html"&gt;here for my latest article&lt;/a&gt; on USAToday.com and read about my hometown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8898270905666981504?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8898270905666981504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8898270905666981504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8898270905666981504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8898270905666981504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/columbus-ohio-tourism.html' title='Columbus, Ohio Tourism'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6522064912222717841</id><published>2010-08-25T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:36:34.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do stuff. Eat stuff. Travel. Cheaper.</title><content type='html'>I've become a huge fan of websites like &lt;a href="http://www.groupon.com/r/uu4356351"&gt;Groupon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://vvvv.localtwist.com/cmp1314?cid=cmp1314&amp;dmCmp=54067&amp;key=602&amp;invite=00B__0004000001&amp;lk=seattle"&gt;Local Twist&lt;/a&gt;. They're especially great for people who live in a large metropolitan area or those who are traveling to a large city and want to find good deals while they're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please note - these links are my personal referral links. I get $10 credit every time someone signs up from these links. But if you sign up, then you can refer your friends and get $10 credit from each referral too. Everybody's happy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These sites are FREE to join. Let me reiterate - THEY ARE FREE. And when you join, you are offered at least one deal a day (for Groupon, since I live between Seattle and Tacoma, I can take advantage of the daily deal for both cities). You can have deals sent to you via email, or you can follow them on Facebook or Twitter and get your deals that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...if you're not already a member, you're probably wondering how this works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deal is offered - say, $10 for $20 worth of food at a local restaurant. (They do plenty of entertainment, travel, adventure/sports and spa deals too.) If enough people take the deal, then the deal is on. You sign up to take the deal. You pay your $10. If the deal is on, you get a coupon to print out for $20 worth of food. If not enough people sign up for the deal (I have never seen this happen), you don't get charged and you don't get the deal. Simple as that. Typically, you have about a year or so to use your coupon, although this can vary depending upon the deal being offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...if you're planning to travel around any major American or Canadian cities in the near future, I would highly recommend that you check out these sites and sign up. You can save yourself a lot of money. My friends and I love these sites and have taken advantage of a lot of the local deals already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also note: Groupon is available for several different countries. Definitely worth checking out if you do a lot of traveling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6522064912222717841?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6522064912222717841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6522064912222717841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6522064912222717841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6522064912222717841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-stuff-eat-stuff-travel-cheaper.html' title='Do stuff. 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Cheaper.'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5746546095063875265</id><published>2010-08-01T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:30:24.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Island Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFYsfCX5KhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sxrYNcnOkbQ/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFYsfCX5KhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sxrYNcnOkbQ/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500632906604292626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vashon Island is so near, and yet so far. A 20-minute ferry ride from West Seattle, it seems like a world away. The pace of life is slower. "Civilization" is the town of Vashon with its quaint, old-timey downtown. Outside of Vashon, you see farmland, wildflowers, and a lot of nature areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa and I took the ferry today so that we could visit some of the lavender farms. The town of Sequim in the Olympic Peninsula usually gets all the glory - with its lavender festival being a large summer attraction. But Vashon offers lavender too, and it's just right for a day trip from Seattle or Tacoma or anywhere in-between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop on the island was at Vashon Island Coffee Roasterie. Housed in a century-old building, this is a popular local spot. Not only do they have excellent coffee (I also rather enjoyed one of their huge, chewy molasses cookies), but they have a coffee museum and coffee-related antiques throughout the interior. This isn't one of your stale, identical-looking coffee shops that sit on every corner in Seattle. This place is special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortified with caffeine and sugar, we started driving around Vashon Island with a horrible map and the GPS from our cellphones to guide us along. We kind of got lost. But that's actually ok. Vashon Island is good-sized, but it's not huge. You can only go so far, and eventually, you'll find your way back to where you were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at two of the island's three lavender farms - Fox Farm Lavender and Lavender Sisters - before heading back into the main drag in Vashon, where we ate lunch at The Hardware Store (which, as you can probably guess, isn't actually a hardware store). Fish and chips for me and a cheeseburger for Lisa, and we browsed some of the shops before heading back toward the ferry terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a mile or two from the ferry terminal is Palouse Winery, where we stopped for some tastings before heading back. We were greeted by the owners' dogs, and as we were kicking back with some wine, Lisa happened to mention that her turn signals were no longer working on her VW Bug. So the owner actually came out to look at her car and check the fuse to see if that was the problem. So darned nice! And excellent wine too! I definitely want to stop back there if I'm on Vashon Island again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short while later, we were back on the ferry heading toward West Seattle, where we stopped to walk around Lincoln Park before heading back to our respective homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want pictures? &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157624633598424/"&gt;I have them&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some links?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.tvicr.com/"&gt;Vashon Island Coffee Roasterie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.foxfarm.org/"&gt;Fox Farm Lavender&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.thsrestaurant.com/"&gt;The Hardware Store&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.palousewinery.com/"&gt;Palouse Winery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5746546095063875265?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5746546095063875265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5746546095063875265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5746546095063875265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5746546095063875265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/08/island-escape.html' title='Island Escape'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFYsfCX5KhI/AAAAAAAAAWU/sxrYNcnOkbQ/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6656087371960344764</id><published>2010-07-31T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:06:07.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Shakespeare in the Park</title><content type='html'>Just came back from Seattle Shakespeare Company's Wooden O production of "Much Ado About Nothing" at Des Moines Beach Park. Magnificent performance! Another magnificent performance - the sun over Puget Sound. This was the scene as we were leaving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFT_UJGzfbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VPk67CJhw_M/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFT_UJGzfbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VPk67CJhw_M/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500301766433144242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to catch a free Shakespeare performance in Seattle this summer, you still have time. Wooden O productions end tomorrow, but &lt;a href="http://www.greenstage.org/2010/performance-calendar"&gt;GreenStage&lt;/a&gt; is doing performances in parks around the Seattle area for a couple more weeks. I'm hoping to catch both &lt;em&gt;Romeo &amp; Juliet&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;As You Like It&lt;/em&gt; at Volunteer Park on August 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word about Des Moines Beach Park - I visited there yesterday morning to scope it out so that I would know what to expect for tonight's performance. Gorgeous setting. But what a difference a day makes. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/52145877@N08/sets/72157624501675755/"&gt;Here's my entire set of beach photos&lt;/a&gt; from yesterday morning and tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6656087371960344764?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6656087371960344764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6656087371960344764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6656087371960344764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6656087371960344764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/shakespeare-in-park.html' title='Shakespeare in the Park'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFT_UJGzfbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VPk67CJhw_M/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-183376234811707178</id><published>2010-07-28T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T12:48:04.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFCIOtmmrGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/axMip49O1mo/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFCIOtmmrGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/axMip49O1mo/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499044931360435298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a big fan of beach vacations. Sure, we had the trips to Myrtle Beach when I was a kid. There was one year we went camping near Virginia Beach, and I remember it being so hot that none of us were able to sleep. So my dad rounded us up and drove us to the beach in the middle of the night, where we wandered along the shore near all the brightly lit resorts, basking in the cool breezes. We were the only people there. That was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since adulthood, I have never really placed beaches high on my vacation wishlist. I'm not one of those people who could spend hours lounging in the sun. I like active vacations. I like to DO things. I love to explore. If a few hours at a beach is part of that, fine, but I don't like vacations in which beaches are the focal point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, the beaches here are starting to change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aren't the beaches you normally think about, with miles of sand stretching along the coast. Puget Sound beaches are rocky and covered in driftwood. You see people beachcombing for geoducks or shells more than you see sunbathers. Most of the beaches have breathtaking views, either of the Seattle skyline (Alki Beach) or the distant Olympic Peninsula with its snow-capped peaks. Some beaches seem quieter and more secluded than others, but all of them are wildly alive with an abundance of unique animal and plant life. If you're lucky, you'll even see a whale. I haven't been that fortunate yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFCCt2C7SqI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t3PmHoly2yw/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFCCt2C7SqI/AAAAAAAAAV8/t3PmHoly2yw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499038869132888738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel at peace when I'm visiting a beach here. For me, they are places for contemplation and quiet reflection. They remind me that the world is so much bigger than myself. Now, when I feel the need to escape, but I can't really leave town, I head to a beach. I'm feeling a longing to go to one right now. But I'll wait until Friday morning, when I drop off the dogs at day camp and I can be alone with my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-183376234811707178?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/183376234811707178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=183376234811707178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/183376234811707178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/183376234811707178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/beach-reflections.html' title='Beach Reflections'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/TFCIOtmmrGI/AAAAAAAAAWE/axMip49O1mo/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-4893430303099770670</id><published>2010-07-21T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:24:46.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE!</title><content type='html'>I got an email this morning from my "cousin" - it came from her actual email account, but I knew immediately that it wasn't from her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm writing this with tears in my eyes, Am sorry i never inform you about my trip.actually went on a short vacation to visit a resort in London England. unfortunately i got mugged at gun point on my way back to the hotel i lodge,all cash,credit card and cell were stolen off me but luckily for me still have my passports with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the embassy and the Police here but they're not helping issues at all and my flight leaves in some hrs from now but am are having problems settling the hotel bills and the hotel manager won't let me leave until i settle the bills,&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaked out at the moment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a variation of a scam that's been going around for a few years. These horrible people are assuming that you're naive, but kind-hearted, and that you'll gladly and without question wire them money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I interact with my cousin on Facebook fairly frequently, and I'm reasonably sure she is not currently in London. Regardless, the bad grammar would've tipped me off that this is a total crock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hit "reply" on that email and sent back this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/fraud/distress/family.asp"&gt;http://www.snopes.com/fraud/distress/family.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, I called my cousin to inform her that someone is using her email account to try and scam people. I hope she gets this resolved quickly. I'm enraged on her behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you weren't aware of this scam, now you know. This was ridiculously transparent, but it never hurts to get the word out about this sort of thing, because people do fall for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-4893430303099770670?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4893430303099770670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=4893430303099770670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4893430303099770670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4893430303099770670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/beware.html' title='BEWARE!'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7228014742540700437</id><published>2010-07-16T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:31:56.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TBEX</title><content type='html'>I just joined Travel Blog Exchange, if anyone else is on there and wants to connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.travelblogexchange.com/profile/KarynJohnson#"&gt;my TBEX page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to go to TBEX '11 in Vancouver (and my birthday just happens to be that weekend too, which would make it even more awesome).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7228014742540700437?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7228014742540700437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7228014742540700437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7228014742540700437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7228014742540700437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/tbex.html' title='TBEX'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8794706158103647723</id><published>2010-07-14T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:17:15.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='articles'/><title type='text'>Summer Garden Tours in Washington State</title><content type='html'>Hot off the press (errr...Internet) - my latest travel tips on USAToday.com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/summer-garden-tours-washington-state-14908.html"&gt;Summer Garden Tours of Washington State&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8794706158103647723?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8794706158103647723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8794706158103647723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8794706158103647723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8794706158103647723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-garden-tours-in-washington-state.html' title='Summer Garden Tours in Washington State'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6776668132606004200</id><published>2010-07-13T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T06:54:51.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aachen'/><title type='text'>Ancient Aachen: A Magical Modern Metropolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Note: I found this article from summer 2006, which has never been published. So I decided to publish it here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I visit Aachen, it's in the process of a facelift. The main train station has been under construction for awhile now, and it looks different every time I see it. The scaffolding that I first saw on the cathedral is now on the town hall. And every time I visit, a new store or restaurant is about to open. This time, Aachen has been overtaken by brightly painted horse sculptures promoting the World Equestrian Festival. Yet despite all the newness, Aachen is a city deeply rooted in its past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally established as a spa for Roman legionnaires, Aachen was made the center of the Holy Roman Empire by Charlemagne in 800 AD, and all the Germanic kings were crowned here from that point until 1531. The cathedral is the star attraction with its unusual mix of Baroque, Carolingian, and Gothic architecture. The impressive medieval town hall is built on the site of Charlemagne's palace, which fell into ruin. While there are signs of antiquity all around, Aachen is also lively. It's small enough to see all the main attractions in one day, but it has the culture of a larger city. It's right on the Dutch border (being the westernmost point of Germany) and close to Belgium, making it an ideal location to explore the Benelux. The main train station is a hub for international travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aachen may have waters that run deep, but it is also hip. Home to five universities, Aachen has forty thousand students, most of who congregate on the Pontstrasse. This is where trendy bars mingle with cheap, run-down restaurants. On warm days, students and tourists spill out into the street where there are plenty of outdoor tables to enjoy al fresco dining.  The smells of curry mix with doner kebap and pizza. People converse in various languages. There is a casual, laidback atmosphere here, one where the beer flows as freely as the conversation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pontstrasse is purely a pedestrian zone, comprised mostly of eating establishments, with the occasional shop.  I see a store selling streetwear, a small Mayersche bookstore, and a store selling CDs and old LPs.  The only thing that seems out of place is an old church.  The string of restaurants, serving every cuisine imaginable, lasts for several blocks, ending at the Ponttor, a 14th century city gate. Underneath are several pedestrian passageways that are decorated with graffiti.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a short distance from Pontstrasse to the heart of Aachen, which is its medieval town square. The cobblestone streets are dotted with modern establishments and signs of American invasion; Starbucks, Subway, McDonald's, and Pizza Hut all have a prominent place in the shadows of the town hall. Twice a week, there's a busy market which sells such wares as produce, flowers, fish, cheese, and clothing. Today, a radio station is doing a live show featuring various kinds of music, from pop to yodeling to some odd chicken song accompanied by bizarre clucking noises. It's strange, yet entertaining. Above the festivities in the markt, a statue of Charlemagne stands atop a fountain (locally known as the "Eäzekomp" - Pea Soup Bowl), presiding over everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest you think that the entertainment in Aachen is provincial, there is also Kultursommer, a big event in Aachen that draws major names in music, art, dance, and literature. This event lasts from June through September and features over 150 open-air events. The Katschof, once the site of medieval executions, now hosts major concerts during Kultursommer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a thriving theatre scene, with performances in Aachen's Romanesque municipal theatre, as well as smaller independent theatre companies doing shows throughout the year. In the summer, Burg Frankenburg hosts outdoor Shakespeare performances by the small but popular independent company, DAS DA. Large international shows also come through Aachen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aachen's shopping district is a hodgepodge of department stores and specialty shops, ranging from high-end to very cheap. All the stores are modern looking - a sea of neon and glass built into older buildings. Beggars hang out on this street, hoping for spare change. A street vendor sells bratwurst while flirting with one of the local girls, the smell of grilled sausage permeating the air around them. The man I see on every visit to Aachen - a juggler with his German Shepherd - is taking a break from busking, his dog sprawled out on a blanket. Every store has its doors flung open, music playing, trying to attract patrons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite shops is Mayersche, a multi-story bookstore near the cathedral which, despite its modern looks, hides the original Roman baths from two thousand years ago. The current bath in Aachen is Carolus Thermen, a spa that opened in 2001 with a thermal bath, sauna, solarium, massage parlors, and restaurants. Unlike ancient times, when the spas were only accessible to nobility (both Charlemagne and Casanova took the waters), Carolus Thermen is open to everyone, allowing people from all walks of life to enjoy the waters that have made Aachen such an attraction for two millennia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the day among civilization, it's nearly time for me to go. I grab an iced chai latte and sit in a shady part of the markt, listening to the live show. My next stop is Lambertz, one of the many bakeries that specialize in the local gingerbread, called printen. After one more stop, to gourmet shop Oil &amp; Vinegar, I make my way to the train station.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk, I ponder what makes Aachen so special. I once met an American expatriate who was selling incense and candles in a booth during the annual Christmas market (Aachen has one of the better ones I've seen). When asked what drew her to Aachen, she replied, "It's a magical place." I believe her. After all, there is something about this city that made Charlemagne choose it as the centerpiece of his empire. It's hard to put your finger on what it is exactly, but when you come to Aachen, you just feel it. And that's what keeps me coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6776668132606004200?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6776668132606004200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6776668132606004200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6776668132606004200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6776668132606004200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/07/ancient-aachen-magical-modern.html' title='Ancient Aachen: A Magical Modern Metropolis'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8827460309981465154</id><published>2010-06-26T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T19:27:26.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Hess Bakery &amp; Deli - Lakewold Gardens</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, two women lived in Germany and then moved to the Seattle area, where they met. They often discuss what they miss most about Germany, including the food. So they decided to drive down to Lakewood - just south of Tacoma - to eat at Hess Bakery &amp; Deli. And lo, it was good...err...wunderbar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so Lisa and I decided to make a day of it and go to Lakewold Gardens as well, since it was near Hess Bakery &amp; Deli. But I'll get to that later. First...food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the real deal, folks. If you have lived in Germany, visited Germany, or even dreamt of Germany, go here and have a sandwich. I went in there kind of not caring what exactly I had, as long as it involved br&amp;ouml;tchen. I miss br&amp;ouml;tchen. It truly is one of the most wonderful breads in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I ordered German salami, butterk&amp;auml;se (butter cheese) and German mustard on br&amp;ouml;tchen. Every single bite sent me back to Deutschland. It was delicious. And I had hungered for good German bread, meat, and cheese for so long. I had a side of German potato salad with it. True happiness. Lisa was happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the bakery side across the hall and got dessert, but it wasn't nearly as satisfying. I may have mentioned before that European desserts aren't generally sweet enough for the American palate. There are some exceptions. But this was true of the desserts at Hess. The desserts were completely authentic, but just not for us. We're all about the deli. But if you love German cakes in general, by all means, knock yourself out. You'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we drove a couple of miles to Lakewold Gardens. I love gardens, which may seem rather obvious if you've been reading my blog for awhile. Lakewold Gardens is stunning. We saw everything in about an hour or so, but the drive down Gravelly Lake Drive was nice (beautiful homes with well-manicured lawns) and Gravelly Lake itself looked so inviting. It was a nice, restful place to enjoy some scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The centerpiece of Lakewold Gardens is The Wagner House. I won't get into its history here. You can visit the Lakewold Gardens website (linked below) if you want more information. You can go inside to see the house, but you don't get access to more than about 3 rooms or so, and the upstairs is completely off-limits. I particularly loved the library. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the gardens were far more interesting to me anyway. And the garden shop there has some nice merchandise. Definitely worth a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough babbling...you want to see &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Lakewold%20Gardens/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;pictures,&lt;/a&gt; don't you? Of course you do! (link opens slideshow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hessbakery.com/"&gt;Hess Bakery &amp; Deli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lakewoldgardens.org/index.html"&gt;Lakewold Gardens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8827460309981465154?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8827460309981465154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8827460309981465154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8827460309981465154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8827460309981465154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/06/hess-bakery-deli-lakewold-gardens.html' title='Hess Bakery &amp; Deli - Lakewold Gardens'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7266343734361788817</id><published>2010-06-12T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:27:37.942-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips'/><title type='text'>Camping and Fishing Sites Near Kent, Washington</title><content type='html'>I suppose if you ever feel so inclined to camp and/or fish here in Kent, Washington, this article might help you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/camping-fishing-sites-near-kent-washington-12703.html"&gt;http://traveltips.usatoday.com/camping-fishing-sites-near-kent-washington-12703.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 2nd of my USAToday.com articles. I don't have any pending at the moment because I just haven't had much time for anything. We added a 2nd dog to our family on Tuesday and my hands have been full. And I'm working on my main freelance project and schoolwork right now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks from today, I have plans to go down to Lakewood and visit Lakewold Gardens and enjoy some German food at Hess Bakery. I'm not sure I'll have anything to update before then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7266343734361788817?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7266343734361788817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7266343734361788817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7266343734361788817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7266343734361788817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/06/camping-and-fishing-sites-near-kent.html' title='Camping and Fishing Sites Near Kent, Washington'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-4960775506676454758</id><published>2010-05-26T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:28:21.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips'/><title type='text'>Vacations for Families in Seattle | Travel Tips - USATODAY.com</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned previously, I am writing content for publication on USAToday.com. Here is the first article. I'm currently revising the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/vacations-families-seattle-12187.html"&gt;Vacations for Families in Seattle | Travel Tips - USATODAY.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-4960775506676454758?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4960775506676454758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=4960775506676454758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4960775506676454758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4960775506676454758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/vacations-for-families-in-seattle.html' title='Vacations for Families in Seattle | Travel Tips - USATODAY.com'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8522834115516043996</id><published>2010-05-23T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:36:18.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Museum Admission!</title><content type='html'>If you're in a military family, you can get free admission to over 600 museums across the U.S. between Memorial Day and Labor Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More information is available here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nea.gov/national/bluestarmuseums/index.php"&gt;http://www.nea.gov/national/bluestarmuseums/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locally, this includes the Seattle Art Museum and the Tacoma Art Museum, so I have every intention of visiting both and reporting back here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8522834115516043996?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8522834115516043996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8522834115516043996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8522834115516043996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8522834115516043996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-museum-admission.html' title='Free Museum Admission!'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6320967806980452617</id><published>2010-05-07T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T21:47:10.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Very soon, you'll be seeing Travel Tips from yours truly published on &lt;a href="http://traveltips.usatoday.com/"&gt;USAToday.com&lt;/a&gt;. Since the majority of my income-generating endeavors lately have not been related to travel writing (oh, who am I kidding? None of them are related to travel writing), I'm very excited to get back into it. It'll be nice to tap back into a more creative side of my writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I finish this massive project that I'm currently working on, I'm going to work on my first article - travel tips for family vacations in Seattle. I'm anxious to get started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6320967806980452617?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6320967806980452617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6320967806980452617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6320967806980452617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6320967806980452617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/05/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7284485980930109935</id><published>2010-04-16T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T16:00:40.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhododendron Species Botanical Garden in Federal Way</title><content type='html'>Today is one of those days where the weather is fine and I am able to put off work for a day to take a bit of a mental health break. So I decided to drive a short way to Federal Way to visit the Rhododendron Species Botanical Garden. I've heard good things about it, and I love visiting gardens. So I took a couple hours out of my afternoon to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely worth a visit. It's a very peaceful and calming place, especially if you can tune out the sounds from the nearby freeway. And speaking of the nearby freeway - the gardens are also very accessible. They're right off SR 18 on the campus of the Weyerhaeuser headquarters. Follow the signs to the gardens. It's a short walk on a foot path from the parking lot to the main entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all the rhodies were in bloom, but many were. And the garden isn't just rhodies either. You can find all sorts of flowers, plants, shrubs and trees here. And there are different gardens: rock garden, stump garden, woodland garden, meadow garden, fern garden, pond garden. There are benches available at every garden, so find the one you like, sit, and find your moment of zen. Or several moments. I didn't do that, but I walked around and snapped a lot of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally enjoyed the contrasts of shadows and light in various parts of the gardens. And it was quite easy to walk around for awhile without seeing another person. Of course, it is a weekday. The weekend might be a little busier. When you're done meandering, stop in to the gift shop. They have some beautiful things at good prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, visit their &lt;a href="http://www.rhodygarden.org"&gt; official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For pictures, click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Rhododendron%20Garden%20Federal%20Way%204-16-10/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7284485980930109935?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7284485980930109935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7284485980930109935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7284485980930109935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7284485980930109935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/rhododendron-species-botanical-garden.html' title='Rhododendron Species Botanical Garden in Federal Way'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2827896613214791532</id><published>2010-04-11T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:02:39.953-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>A Taste of Bavaria in Washington</title><content type='html'>...but only a little taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we moved here from Germany, practically everyone has told us that we MUST visit Leavenworth. If you've never heard of Leavenworth, it's a small town in the Cascade mountains that is made to look like a Bavarian village. Their website and visitor brochures show pictures of smiling, dancing locals in lederhosen and dirndls, which seems to only be really accurate during festival times (we saw only one person in lederhosen today who was not working in the touristy part of town - and considering he was an elderly man with a walker, I'm guessing he just dressed like that normally).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's now warm enough not to worry too much about the weather on the mountain passes, we decided to go today. I was told by friends who have also lived in Germany to not get my hopes up too much - since Leavenworth is an obvious tourist trap - so I went there only with the expectation that I could get a satisfactory German meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That mission was accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a beautiful drive. The GPS had us traveling on I-90 through Snoqualmie Pass. And it snowed some, but none of it was sticking. The views were jaw-droppingly beautiful. We were in the Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest and the Wenatchee National Forest for part of the way. I took a few pictures from the car. There really weren't many places to stop for photo ops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we neared Leavenworth - in the neighboring town of Peshastin - we saw a huge expanse of apple orchards. And indeed, there were fruit stands everywhere. Of course, the trees are all bare this time of year, so there was little open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a 2.5 hour drive, we arrived in sleepy Leavenworth. And when I say sleepy, I mean it. Few people were there. The town looked practically dead. I think most of the locals were probably in church. We parked just down the street from the town center, so when we walked the short distance to get to the main part of town, I had to stop and look. That's it? Really? It was comprised mainly of a few blocks of Bavarian-style buildings - mostly restaurants, wineries and shops. There were a few things on some side streets, hotels and a few shops or restaurants here and there, but the majority of it was concentrated on one street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the main street through town and the main tourist street was a small park with a gazebo that blasted cheesy Bavarian music from loudspeakers. There were a couple of horses with carriages, waiting to take people on rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and I just started poking through the shops. Not much else to do, really. We first stopped at Kris Kringl (yes, that's how it's spelled), which is a Christmas shop. It reminded us a lot of the K&amp;auml;the Wohlfahrt stores we loved in Germany. So far, so good. As we continued through the various shops, we could see that they sold either souvenirs or goods that were pretty easy to get elsewhere. There was; however, a fun hat shop where we tried on goofy hats and sunglasses. So that was fun for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we had to eat while we were there. The drive made us tired and hungry. I planned ahead in this, at least. I knew I wanted to eat at B&amp;auml;ren House, because they had a good selection of stuff: German food, pasta, sandwiches, pizza. Something for everyone. We weren't disappointed. The menu on their website is slightly different from the one we were given, and sadly, what I wanted to order wasn't on their menu (they had a similar platter, but it was way too much food, so I didn't order it). I ordered a schnitzel sandwich (with sauerkraut and melted swiss cheese on their homemade sandwich roll) that came with a side of German potato salad (which wasn't really German potato salad, but still good) and a dill pickle spear. The schnitzel knocked my socks off. I can honestly say that it was better than any schnitzel I had in Germany. It was a huge sandwich though, and I could only manage half of it. (Our server offered to box up my leftovers, but considering the long drive, I didn't want to chance it...I sure would like the rest of that sandwich right now, though. So good!) Lance ordered spaghetti (he's done with schnitzel for life, probably). We were both happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We explored a bit of Leavenworth's river promenade, which was nice, but we didn't actually do any promenading, since we weren't sure how long the trails were or where they went. We briefly stopped in the local bookstore (since I pretty much have to check out the bookstores in every town I visit). Neither of us bought anything at any of the shops we explored, but it was fun to look. We took note of the huge number of chocolate/candy stores, but in the end, we went to Cold Stone Creamery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were there maybe 2.5 hours at the most. I think our drive there took slightly longer than the amount of time we spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance decided we should take a different route back (route 2 through Steven's Pass), so we enjoyed different scenery on the way back. That drive took about the same amount of time and we didn't encounter any snowfall. In fact, it turned out to be a really warm and beautiful day. A bit colder at the higher altitudes, but sunny and nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could've gotten pictures from Steven's Pass. We were often driving alongside river rapids, and the views there were also breathtaking. We were laughing about the random latte stands that dotted the sides of the highway, even in the middle of nowhere. But this is Washington after all. And we must have our coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there was snow at the higher altitudes and we saw lots of people at the ski areas that we passed. This was the first time driving in these areas for both of us, and I wouldn't mind driving through the passes again. The scenery is truly unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sum up Leavenworth by saying this - we likely would've stayed a little longer if we hadn't both been really tired. And I had a headache. There were several wine shops offering tastings, and I always enjoy wine tastings. Once it warmed up a bit, the beer gardens were beckoning. I suppose if you want to spend all day, you could happily do so just kicking back with a few beers or going from wine tasting to wine tasting. I would go back if given the opportunity (that is, if a friend was going and invited me along). But now that we've seen Leavenworth, we don't feel the need to go back again on our own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't take many pictures, but what I did take can be seen &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Leavenworth%204-11-10/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;here in slideshow form&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few links of places worth visiting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kkringl.com/"&gt;Kris Kringl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barenhaus.com/"&gt;B&amp;auml;ren Haus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abookforallseasons.com/"&gt;A Book for All Seasons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r6/mbs/"&gt;Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/r6/okawen/"&gt;Wenatchee National Forest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2827896613214791532?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2827896613214791532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2827896613214791532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2827896613214791532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2827896613214791532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/taste-of-bavaria-in-washington.html' title='A Taste of Bavaria in Washington'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8634255595930554950</id><published>2010-03-27T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:06:29.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Skagit Valley Revisited</title><content type='html'>Last year in mid-April, my husband and I made our first trip up to Skagit Valley for their annual tulip festival. Alas, our late winter meant that there were few tulips to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are different this year. We didn't really have a winter at all. And though the tulip festival doesn't start for another few days yet, the tulips are already blooming. My friend Lisa and I decided to go up today to try and beat the bulk of the crowds. We could not have had a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road towards La Conner, we stopped at Snow Goose Produce. I had seen this place last year, but we didn't stop. Today, we did. And I'm so glad. This place is a paradise for foodies and flower lovers. You can get wine, produce, seafood, jams, pickled veggies, condiments, cheeses...all sorts of gourmet treats from around the area. But perhaps Snow Goose is more famous for their self-proclaimed "immodest" ice cream cones, which are every bit as immodest they claim. Served in a freshly made waffle cone, the ice cream is a delicious treat even at 10:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending a bit of time there, we moved on to La Conner. Lisa had only passed through there before and never took the time to explore. So I insisted that we had to. We got there early enough to find a prime parking spot and started our exploration. I love this town just as much now as I did a year ago, if not more. When Lance and I were there last year, there were a lot of empty businesses. Well, things are starting to pick up, and there were new businesses to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we poked around in shops, galleries and enchanting courtyards. We bought homemade toffee from a new toffee shop and fresh scratch-made lefse from The Norse Pantry. We watched a glass-blowing demonstration. We soaked up the charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before 1, even though we were still a bit full from the ice cream, we decided to have a bite. So we went to Hellams Vineyard - a wine shop on the riverfront. There, we ordered a plate of salami, olives, bread, cheese and crackers. Lisa got a glass of red wine. I got a glass of a delicious Riesling/Viognier blend. We sat out on a deck overlooking the Skagit River and enjoyed a wonderful lunch. It hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it was time for tulips! Instead of heading to Tulip Town or Roozen Gaarde, we went to the other fields. I cannot properly do the colors justice with words. You just have to see my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we spent an hour or so exploring the tulip fields (and what was left of the fading daffodils), we headed back toward Seattle, stopping at Snow Goose Produce once again for a few souvenirs before hitting the highway (the line for the ice cream at this point was ridiculously long).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was really nice, and it was pretty much a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Skagit%20Valley%20Tulips/Skagit%20Valley%203-27-10/"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snowgooseproducemarket.com/"&gt;Snow Goose Produce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hellamsvineyard.com/"&gt;Hellams Vineyard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8634255595930554950?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8634255595930554950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8634255595930554950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8634255595930554950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8634255595930554950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/03/skagit-valley-revisited.html' title='Skagit Valley Revisited'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8177894637206066098</id><published>2010-03-23T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:00:09.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern California</title><content type='html'>Two weeks ago, I went to Northern California. It wasn't so much a touristy trip as it was a family visit. My brother and his family just moved from Guam to Northern California in December. My two nieces were both born in Guam, so I hadn't had the opportunity to meet them until this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not going to go into any details about my family visit. I doubt anybody cares about that. We did a couple of touristy things, which I will talk about. As much as I had hoped for a day trip to San Francisco or a Napa winery tour (both were nearby), it wasn't to be (maybe next time). But we went to two places in Sacramento: the zoo and Fairytale Town. I'm going to talk about both as family destinations, even though I generally don't focus on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6kkZBL3EfI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6vOX-gb7uBY/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6kkZBL3EfI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6vOX-gb7uBY/s320/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451928836142207474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to William Land Park, where Sacramento Zoo is located, we noticed that there is a lot going on. This is a mecca for families. It has a golf course, Funderland (a small amusement part for very young kids), Fairytale Town and the zoo. There were also picnic tables scattered about. You could easily spend an entire day here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale Town in particular caught my eye. If you want to do both that and the zoo, you can pay one fee for admission to both parks (at least you can at the zoo...I didn't see this when we got to Fairytale Town). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict on the zoo: I've been to a lot of zoos in my life. This wasn't the best one I've ever visited, but it's nicely landscaped and has a train and a carousel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km53tT0wI/AAAAAAAAAUo/EGsAWTIMa6w/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km53tT0wI/AAAAAAAAAUo/EGsAWTIMa6w/s320/044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451931599557088002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights for us were the red panda exhibit, the giraffe exhibit, the orangutans and the chimpanzees, who screeched and screamed a lot and got the gibbons excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km5RTTpCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/no6GR1NXIp8/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km5RTTpCI/AAAAAAAAAUg/no6GR1NXIp8/s320/038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451931589247476770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the adults enjoyed it a bit more than the kids (mostly because my 2-year old niece couldn't ride the carousel - it only operates once every hour). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km4iY-jSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Ps4bcirNNTU/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6km4iY-jSI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Ps4bcirNNTU/s320/033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451931576654794018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my niece was obviously getting antsy and bored, we left. I think we saw pretty much everything, anyway. I don't think we were there more than 2 hours, and that included time in the souvenir shop and at concessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Fairytale Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6knbEzb1yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9UYTuiqgcfA/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6knbEzb1yI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9UYTuiqgcfA/s320/060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451932170008123170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale Town is essentially a giant playground themed around fairy tales, fables and nursery rhymes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6knbrQRUgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/kRuUHq55KFA/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6knbrQRUgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/kRuUHq55KFA/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451932180329615874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My niece LOVED it (and yes, I mentioned 2 nieces earlier, but one is still a baby and can't walk yet, let alone play on a playground). Admission was really inexpensive and I think we all had a little fun here, even if it was just watching the kids play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6kogLWmfWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TlrAX6s-ibM/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6kogLWmfWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TlrAX6s-ibM/s320/056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451933357177208162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Yeah...Mother Goose looks like she's been hitting the sauce. She has kids climbing all over her all day...can you blame her?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a word of caution for adults: almost everything here is pint-sized. There are low doorways, so make sure to duck. There are even kid-sized toilets...but thankfully, there are adult-sized ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairytale Town also has a petting zoo. There were sheep and goats. There was also a donkey and a bull, although I don't think you're allowed to pet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...that was the extent of tourist activities on my trip. Maybe I'll have more to offer next time, but I still had fun, and it was really lovely to spend time with my family. Also, Northern California is beautiful. I came in via the Oakland Airport (saw some of San Francisco from the plane, at least) and the drive from Oakland to Fairfield (where my brother lives) and back was mostly scenic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8177894637206066098?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8177894637206066098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8177894637206066098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8177894637206066098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8177894637206066098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/03/northern-california.html' title='Northern California'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6kkZBL3EfI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/6vOX-gb7uBY/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6844274135122008935</id><published>2010-03-20T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T17:32:27.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthony's in Gig Harbor</title><content type='html'>We went to dinner with friends last night at Anthony's in Gig Harbor, just one of several Anthony's locations. The weather was perfection, and we asked to be seated outside on their patio that overlooks the harbor. We were the only people who wanted to sit outside. This was our view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6VbUzSd1NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/poZlaAvtC7Q/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6VbUzSd1NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/poZlaAvtC7Q/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450863336925025490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, who WOULDN'T want to sit outside and enjoy this view, especially with the weather being so fine? (And if you look closely, you can see Mt. Rainier peeking above the trees.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm hesitant to say anything else about our dining experience, because it wasn't great. I'm happy to say that Anthony's righted the wrong, however. Our entrees were ridiculously late. Over an hour, by my estimation (although I was enjoying the company and conversation, so I wasn't keeping close track of the time, but we saw one of the tables inside seat 2 separate parties between the time we were seated and the time our main courses finally arrived). My husband's food was cold when he got it (and his food was even later than the rest of ours) and his order wasn't even correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to Anthony's credit, they comped our entire bill. They couldn't possibly have done more to make things right. And I have to give them props for that. There's a reason why they're so well-known in the area and they lived up to their reputation when they realized that we weren't happy. Thank you, Anthony's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our food was good. I got the 4-course dinner special (available between 4 &amp; 6 pm). I had baked Dungeness crab, shrimp and artichoke dip as my starter. A bleu cheese salad with shrimp. The main course was smoked salmon fettuccine. And I had Bailey's Irish Cream chocolate mousse for dessert. The portions were smaller (which is good, because I couldn't have eaten a full-size appetizer or dessert with the salad and main course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Christy also enjoyed her food quite a bit. She said their burned cream dessert (creme brulee) was the best she ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite the flaws, I would give Anthony's in Gig Harbor another chance. Our dinner took so long that we didn't have time to do or see anything else before we had to leave (and I want to go back, because Gig Harbor is so beautiful). But, as I said before, they couldn't possibly have done any more than they did to try and retain our business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6844274135122008935?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6844274135122008935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6844274135122008935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6844274135122008935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6844274135122008935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/03/anthonys-in-gig-harbor.html' title='Anthony&apos;s in Gig Harbor'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S6VbUzSd1NI/AAAAAAAAAUI/poZlaAvtC7Q/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3433237081526669401</id><published>2010-02-28T15:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T16:45:54.594-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Spring Awakening - Lake Fenwick (Kent)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2NzM5ODEwMDMwMiZwdD*xMjY3Mzk4MTMzMjk2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*4YzA3NTU1OGY2ZTk*/N2U4OGI2Y2FiOTM1Yzk2OGM4NyZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="360" src="http://static.pbsrc.com/flash/rss_slideshow.swf" flashvars="rssFeed=http%3A%2F%2Ffeedmg.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fv204%2Fenglanke%2FLake%2520Fenwick%2520Park%25202-28-10%2Ffeed.rss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?showShareLB=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.pbsrc.com/share/icons/embed/btn_geturs.gif" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Lake%20Fenwick%20Park%202-28-10/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.pbsrc.com/share/icons/embed/btn_viewall.gif" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3433237081526669401?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3433237081526669401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3433237081526669401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3433237081526669401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3433237081526669401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='Spring Awakening - Lake Fenwick (Kent)'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3444118461103467599</id><published>2010-02-14T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:09:40.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day in Tacoma</title><content type='html'>There was a lot of confusion about what we were doing today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was Gig Harbor. Then it changed to Whidbey Island. Then it changed back to Gig Harbor again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we woke up this morning after a night of almost constant pouring rain. We were both tired. And a combination of those two things pretty much made our decision for us. We were going to have a mostly restful day at home and perhaps venture out to the Museum of Glass later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back to bed around 10 and woke up at noon to...bright sunlight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That settled it. Something outdoors then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided on Wright Park, which is part of Tacoma's Metro Parks system. They had a conservatory there, art scattered throughout the park, plus it is located in the middle of the historic and architecturally interesting Stadium District, which we'd never been to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give a pop culture point of reference - the main landmark in the district is Stadium High School, which was featured prominently in the movie &lt;i&gt; 10 Things I Hate About You&lt;/i&gt;. We saw that today as well, but we couldn't find parking close enough for me to get out and photograph it. It's a very impressive building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the park is lovely and seems quite popular. It was busy today. The W.W. Seymour Botanical Conservatory, which changes its displays every month, had a beautiful predominantly red and pink themed display with tulips, hyacinths and other early spring flowers. They had musicians performing romantic music inside the conservatory as we walked around (I recognized "Romeo &amp; Juliet" but everything we heard them play was lovely). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only in the area for about an hour, but I could've stayed longer. It's a charming district and I think I would like to go back and meander about a bit more and explore more of what it has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some pictures and links about the area:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Wright%20Park%20Tacoma%202-14-10/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;My Wright Park photos (slideshow)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metroparkstacoma.org/page.php?id=978"&gt;Wright Park Information - Tacoma Metro Parks website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stadium_High_School"&gt;Stadium High School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rain.org/~karpeles/taqfrm.html"&gt;Karpeles Manuscript Library (across the street from Wright Park - closed today)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3444118461103467599?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3444118461103467599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3444118461103467599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3444118461103467599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3444118461103467599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-in-tacoma.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day in Tacoma'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6260788363877692400</id><published>2010-02-13T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:23:38.788-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Edmonds</title><content type='html'>My friend and fellow travel writer Lisa went with me up to Edmonds today, a charming town about 30 minutes north of Seattle on the Puget Sound. We signed up for a free digital travel photography class at the Rick Steves' Travel Center, so we figured we might as well putter around for a bit while we were at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a chilly and rainy day, and we were both fighting fatigue, but I think we managed to have a pretty good day. I enjoyed Edmonds quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived with about an hour to spare before we had to check in for our class, so we decided to have an early lunch (or brunch...however you want to look at it). We parked next to a restaurant called Chanterelle, which I made note of when I was doing my research. So we decided to eat there because it looked really cute from the outside. It's a popular local spot, and we could see why. It has a quaint vintage feel, complete with vintage French posters, wooden beams and exposed ductwork along the ceiling. They were still serving breakfast when we got there (around 11 am). I ordered smoked salmon scrambled eggs (complete with cream cheese and green onions), grilled potatoes and toasted sourdough bread with jam. Delicious. Lisa also enjoyed her eggs, sausage, potatoes and English muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the restaurant around 11:30 or so and walked around the corner to Europe Through the Back Door, Rick Steves' headquarters. After perusing the travel shop for a bit, we found the classroom where our class was being held and waited, chatting to some other folks who were also joining in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class was taught by John Greengo, a travel photographer for &lt;em&gt;Travels to the Edge with Art Wolfe&lt;/em&gt;. It was more of a lecture than a class, really. Wonderful Powerpoint presentation and very informative. I definitely took away some information that will help me improve my photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I liked the class and found it useful, I do have one small complaint. They crammed as many people as they possibly could into a tiny classroom, so it was claustrophobic and stuffy. Keep that in mind if you ever decide to attend a class at the Rick Steves' Travel Center (they do sometimes have classes in other locations around town). I was really uncomfortable for much of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the class was over, we wandered around. Here's the part where I make my list of recommendations in Edmonds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, &lt;strong&gt;Chanterelle&lt;/strong&gt; is the place to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chanterellewa.com/"&gt;http://chanterellewa.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arista Wine Cellars&lt;/strong&gt; have free wine tastings every Saturday. Today was Valentine's Day themed, with some sparkling wines and red wines from Washington, California, Italy, South Africa and I'm not sure where else. A wonderful shop with a nice variety of wines and wine-related gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aristawines.com/"&gt;http://www.aristawines.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Resident Cheesemonger&lt;/strong&gt; is where you want to go for all your cheese needs. Yes, you have to be able to withstand the smells of pungent cheeses, because those are sold in abundance. But you'll find a great variety, along with chutneys, spreads, olives, crackers, sausage, dried fruit, and any other possible food that complements cheeses. You'll also find cheese boards, cheese knives and other accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.residentcheesemonger.com/catalog/index.php"&gt;http://www.residentcheesemonger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to stop for coffee and something sweet? Well do it, but for the love of all that is holy, do not go to Starbucks. Yes, Edmonds has one (there's also a Tully's), but we really liked &lt;strong&gt;Red Twig Bakery &amp; Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;. We shared a Nanaimo bar and we each ordered a latte and it was the perfect afternoon pick-me-up. The prices for coffee and pastries, I might add, are comparable to Starbucks. So support a great local place - they also serve breakfast and lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redtwig.com/index.html"&gt;http://www.redtwig.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the reason why we were there - The Rick Steves' Travel Center:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ricksteves.com/about/travelcenter.htm"&gt;http://www.ricksteves.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to plug John Greengo a bit too. He's an amazing travel photographer and he does a webcast that's growing in popularity. You can get more information on that here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativetechs.com/training/john-greengo/"&gt;http://creativetechs.com/training/john-greengo/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take many pictures. It was raining pretty hard and I had an umbrella, which makes it a bit difficult to take photos one-handed. I just wish I could've gotten some more interesting photos. But here are some randoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6Kgaz3VI/AAAAAAAAATo/j8LwjWityP4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6Kgaz3VI/AAAAAAAAATo/j8LwjWityP4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949395992829266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coffee bean roaster at Red Twig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6KBohF6I/AAAAAAAAATg/ZscD_mDYoxE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6KBohF6I/AAAAAAAAATg/ZscD_mDYoxE/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949387728820130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old-time strip mall called Old Milltown. There was a Quizno's, a pizza place and a salon, among other things. Yes, notice the trees are blossoming. Early spring comes to the Pacific Northwest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6JnTSnqI/AAAAAAAAATY/bR08VdcU4eg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6JnTSnqI/AAAAAAAAATY/bR08VdcU4eg/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949380660469410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6LCas9aI/AAAAAAAAATw/6gLSvVQGEiU/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6LCas9aI/AAAAAAAAATw/6gLSvVQGEiU/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949405119182242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo and the following 2 photos all depict public art/memorials near the Kingston Ferry terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6LYbDiMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LkjDFxvCTcU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6LYbDiMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/LkjDFxvCTcU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949411026241730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6eCJQe-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/hmLmDFoaJCs/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6eCJQe-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/hmLmDFoaJCs/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437949731463527394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6260788363877692400?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6260788363877692400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6260788363877692400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6260788363877692400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6260788363877692400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2010/02/edmonds.html' title='Edmonds'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/S3d6Kgaz3VI/AAAAAAAAATo/j8LwjWityP4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-9125165730821149408</id><published>2009-12-29T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:39:49.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='minnesota'/><title type='text'>Holy Spirit Retreat Center - Janesville, Minnesota</title><content type='html'>This is a little different from the posts I usually write, since it has to do with a spiritual retreat, which isn't quite the same as pleasure travel. But I feel this is worth mentioning and might be of interest to some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I were visiting his relatives in Minnesota over Christmas. His aunt Marita is a nun who lives at the Holy Spirit Retreat Center in Janesville, Minnesota. We drove out there on December 23rd to visit her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in the main house with 2 other nuns: Sister Joanne and Sister Monique. After coffee, cookies and chat, Sister Marita gave us a tour of the grounds. We started with the main house, which has rooms available for people who come for individual retreats. The rooms are, as you can imagine, sparsely furnished. But that's for a good reason. You cannot, after all, focus on your spirituality if you're distracted. However, all the rooms overlook a beautiful lake. I was thinking the entire time that it would be a wonderful place to go for a writing retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was the group retreat facility, which can accommodate 35 people for overnight stays and 50 for meals. This facility has a library, common room, conference room, small nondenominational chapel, and a huge kitchen and dining space. There is also a big screen TV for presentations and films (and Super Bowl parties, as the nuns apparently are contemplating having one). Again, all the rooms (2 twins or double beds) are sparsely furnished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also three hermitages with wonderful lake views. One is already occupied by a nun. The others are available for individuals who want to take a spiritual retreat. One is handicapped accessible and has a screened-in porch. They're both small, but they have twin beds, small desks, bookshelves, bathrooms with showers, kitchenettes, and boomboxes. There will be another hermitage built soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take pictures because it was blustery and cold and snowy at the time, and I was just focused on getting indoors where it was toasty warm. However, the sisters have a website for the retreat center, if it is of interest to anyone who is looking for a quiet place for spiritual contemplation and reflection. The nuns are available for spiritual counseling and discussion, and you can be of any faith. I was fascinated by this tour and wouldn't mind a getaway there myself, although I would, as I said, probably spend it more for a quiet writing retreat than anything else. The grounds are simply gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Links:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rochesterfranciscan.org/Pages/body/holy_spirit.htm"&gt;Sisters of St. Francis - Holy Spirit Retreat Center&lt;/a&gt; (This has information about the retreat center, but is more focused on the Franciscans of Rochester, Minnesota. There are photos, and it's been recently updated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.frontiernet.net/~retreat/"&gt;Holy Spirit Retreat Center official website&lt;/a&gt; (a bit outdated)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-9125165730821149408?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/9125165730821149408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=9125165730821149408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9125165730821149408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/9125165730821149408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/12/holy-spirit-retreat-center-janesville.html' title='Holy Spirit Retreat Center - Janesville, Minnesota'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2509938924288133038</id><published>2009-11-19T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:49:49.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Tourism Matters Symposium</title><content type='html'>I was invited by the &lt;strong&gt;Tacoma Regional Convention + Visitor Bureau &lt;/strong&gt; to attend the Tourism Matters Symposium today at the Courtyard by Marriott in downtown Tacoma. The symposium included breakfast and lunch catered by the wonderful &lt;strong&gt;Pacific Grill&lt;/strong&gt;. I had no idea what to expect, but it ended up being very fun and informative. This is going to be a fairly link-heavy post, but that's only because I met so many great folks there who deserve your patronage. I'll put all the links at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, I met a fellow attendee in the parking lot. We just started randomly talking, and she asked me if I was going to the symposium. So we walked there together. She told me she worked for the Hampton Inn &amp; Suites Tacoma. Once we got inside and checked in (my name tag even said "Itinerant Writer" on it), she got together with the other Hampton Inn folks to set up their vendor booth. They were giving away a Nintendo Wii, so I was invited to play a few rounds of Super Mario Kart with them. It was fun, but I was soundly defeated. Turns out, I'm a reckless driver when it comes to the Wii. Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited for the ballroom to open up, we stood around and mingled a bit. I looked over the Tacoma &amp; Pierce County tourism booklets. Spoke with the representative from &lt;strong&gt;Fife Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;, who did the lovely centerpieces for the tables. Drank some coffee. Took a look at other vendor booths, including &lt;strong&gt;Stina's Cellars&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballroom finally opened, and there was open seating for breakfast. I found myself sitting next to two nice women from &lt;strong&gt;Seattle Southside Visitor Services&lt;/strong&gt;. To be honest, I had no idea such an organization existed. They cover tourism in Tukwila, Sea Tac, Kent, and Des Moines. I also sat with a couple of women who worked for the Pierce County government. The breakfast (which was great: croissant, fruit and mini broccoli and egg casseroles) took place during the annual meeting and business plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a few important points that I took away from this meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does tourism matter? &lt;br /&gt;- Pierce County gets 4.735 million visitors.&lt;br /&gt;- These visitors have generated 11,360 jobs.&lt;br /&gt;- These visitors spend $968 million, which generates $71.6 million in tax receipts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the breakfast meeting, we had a 20 minute break before the expert panels. There were three: Tour + Travel, Meetings + Events, and Marketing + Public Relations. I attended the Tour + Travel panel. The two experts on that panel were Jake Haupert from &lt;strong&gt;EverGreen Escapes&lt;/strong&gt; and Michael Rogers from &lt;strong&gt;Beeline Tours&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Seattle Food Tours&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an insightful panel. They talked a lot about how they got started in the industry, how they started their businesses, how they run their businesses, do their marketing, etc. It was very inspiring to hear the passion in their voices that they have for their work. These are guys who clearly love what they do and bend over backwards to accommodate their clients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The panel lasted about an hour and then it was almost time for the awards luncheon. We had assigned tables for that, so I ended up sitting with 2 folks from Hampton Inn &amp; Suites, 2 guys from Hotel Murano, C.R. Roberts from &lt;em&gt;The News Tribune&lt;/em&gt;, and 2 people from the Tacoma Regional Convention + Visitor Bureau (including Zak, who invited me). Lunch was salmon with pesto, grilled chicken with beurre blanc, mashed potatoes, asparagus and individual apple tarts. Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the awards!&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, a quick summary by C.R. Roberts &lt;a href="http://blog.thenewstribune.com/business/2009/11/19/tourism-bureau-meets-offers-annual-awards/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation of the awards, that was pretty much it! It seems some people stayed and mingled, but I actually had to head home. I had quite a few projects I needed to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Zak from the Tacoma Regional Convention + Visitor Bureau for the invitation. It was interesting and really motivated me to get out there and explore more of Tacoma and Pierce County! It was also really nice to meet people in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.traveltacoma.com/"&gt;Tacoma Regional Convention + Visitor Bureau&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://pacificgrilltacoma.com/"&gt;Pacific Grill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.fifeflowers.com"&gt;Fife Flowers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.stinascellars.com/"&gt;Stina's Cellars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.seattlesouthside.com/"&gt;Seattle Southside Office of Tourism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.evergreenescapes.com"&gt;EverGreen Escapes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.seattlefoodtours.com"&gt;Seattle Food Tours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.beelinetours.com"&gt;Beeline Tours&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.hotelmuranotacoma.com/"&gt;Hotel Murano&lt;/a&gt; (named one of the top 100 hotels in the U.S. in &lt;em&gt;Conde Nast Traveler's&lt;/em&gt; Reader's Choice Awards.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://hamptoninn.hilton.com/en/hp/hotels/index.jhtml;jsessionid=WYRPISH5VEH4ACSGBJC3UKQ?ctyhocn=SEAHXHX"&gt;Hampton Inn &amp; Suites Tacoma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/seatd-courtyard-tacoma-downtown/"&gt;Marriott Courtyard Downtown Tacoma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2509938924288133038?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2509938924288133038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2509938924288133038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2509938924288133038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2509938924288133038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/tourism-matters-symposium.html' title='Tourism Matters Symposium'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5709774646676822532</id><published>2009-11-11T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:57:26.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Point Defiance Zoo &amp; Aquarium</title><content type='html'>Today, as you know, is Veterans' Day, and with my husband being in the military, we can sometimes get some nice perks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those perks today was free admission to Point Defiance Zoo &amp; Aquarium. We have never been there, and I've been wanting to go. Luckily for us, the weather is also fantastic today. Beautiful blue skies, lots of sun, and a chill in the air which was not at all uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say much about the zoo. It's not the best zoo I've ever been to. It's actually pretty small. But it's in a gorgeous setting. I've never seen a zoo in a prettier area, actually. And it has a couple of fantastic things going for it: the polar bear exhibit and the walruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The polar bear exhibit BLEW MY MIND. We got there when the feeding was taking place. You can see the bears both above and below water. One of the bears came up to the glass right next to us, and stuck its paw on the glass. Only a couple panes of thick glass separated us. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walruses were like that too. We didn't really see them well from above the water, so we went to where we could watch them underwater. And they kept swimming up to the glass on their backs, and then flipping over against the glass and swimming up to the top of the water. It was really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked the aquarium quite a bit - particularly the seahorse exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance and I both enjoyed our trip to the zoo today. It only took a couple hours to get through everything, so we were done by noon. We stopped at a few other places in the vicinity: Owen Beach and Fort Nisqually (which is a museum, so we didn't go in, but you can see parts of the fort from outside). And then we headed back toward home, stopping at Applebee's (free entrees for active duty and veterans!) for lunch on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado...&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Point%20Defiance%20Zoo%2011-11-09/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5709774646676822532?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5709774646676822532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5709774646676822532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5709774646676822532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5709774646676822532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/11/port-defiance-zoo-aquarium.html' title='Point Defiance Zoo &amp; Aquarium'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1232393506659669260</id><published>2009-10-14T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:52:29.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Well, traveling may feed the soul, but buying a new furnace saved our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to cancel our planned trip to the Olympic Peninsula this weekend because of an unforeseen circumstance. We had someone out yesterday to service our 20-year-old furnace, and he found that it's been leaking carbon monoxide into our house. We found our own carbon monoxide detector, which confirmed this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have a new furnace. And no weekend trip. As much as I enjoy not breathing poisonous gasses, I'm a bit sad we're not going. I needed a change of scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, the blog will have to be put on hold...until we're on the road again. The next planned trip is Minnesota for Christmas, but I certainly hope we'll at least take a day trip somewhere before then. We're talking about the German Christmas Market at Leavenworth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1232393506659669260?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1232393506659669260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1232393506659669260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1232393506659669260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1232393506659669260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1296768881299370340</id><published>2009-10-03T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T19:18:38.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Traveling Feeds the Soul</title><content type='html'>I'm so thrilled that we'll be on the road again in 2 weeks. Our 6th wedding anniversary is October 18th, and we're leaving very early on the 17th to drop the dog off at boarding and head up to the Olympic Peninsula for the weekend. Unfortunately, we made the plans too late to get a room at my ideal kind of place. I like quirky, charming hotels run by a friendly staff. Rooms at these types of places were either booked up or out of our price range, so we're staying at a Quality Inn in Port Angeles. It's just for one night, and we'll be out exploring all day anyway, so we'll only need our hotel room for sleep. But let this be a lesson to you - book early! Quality Inn is fine, but lacks the ambience that one requires for a romantic anniversary weekend. Am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have free lunch vouchers at the Oak Table Cafe in Sequim, thanks to the wonderful owners (who are former clients of mine from when I worked at Paychex). I can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a fun weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not the point of this post. I'm just excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I tried out a new (to me) place - Bittersweet Restaurant in Kent. They're open for breakfast and lunch. I was there for lunch, and on a chilly day such as yesterday, their chicken enchilada casserole hit the spot. Exactly the right sized portion. It came with a side salad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service is super friendly. The ambience is nice. Bittersweet likes to display the works of local artists. And TRY THEIR PIE!! I got to swipe a bite of my friend's chocolate pie (she got the last piece) and it was very mousse-like. Super delicious. I ordered the coconut cream pie, which was also very good. Pie slices are extremely generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunches at Bittersweet are nicely priced - under $10 for sandwich platters (which come with chips) and entrees (which come with salads). They also have daily specials, 2 soups of the day, and meal-sized salads. I will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://bittersweetrestaurant.wordpress.com/"&gt;https://bittersweetrestaurant.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ETA:&lt;/strong&gt; Bittersweet Restaurant has since closed. Its last day of business was May 15th, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I'm going back to The Red House to enjoy tapas and drinks with my friend Lisa. I love that place. I already posted about it &lt;a href="http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/red-house.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1296768881299370340?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1296768881299370340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1296768881299370340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1296768881299370340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1296768881299370340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/traveling-feeds-soul.html' title='Traveling Feeds the Soul'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1792628783173560103</id><published>2009-09-22T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:56:27.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Museum Day</title><content type='html'>If you have Saturday free, you might want to consider visiting a museum. There's a good chance you can get in free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://microsite.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/about.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locals may want to check out this site instead. Lots of good museums to see at no charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/events/seattle-smithsonian-free-museum-day"&gt;http://www.yelp.com/events/seattle-smithsonian-free-museum-day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1792628783173560103?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1792628783173560103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1792628783173560103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1792628783173560103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1792628783173560103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-museum-day.html' title='Free Museum Day'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3647787397081227580</id><published>2009-09-16T19:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:53:45.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening Magazine Video On Demand | Seattle News, Local News, Breaking News, Weather | KING5.com</title><content type='html'>If you come to Seattle, I suggest not asking any of the following questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://shar.es/1WwfE&gt;Evening Magazine Video On Demand | Seattle News, Local News, Breaking News, Weather | KING5.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3647787397081227580?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3647787397081227580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3647787397081227580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3647787397081227580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3647787397081227580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/09/evening-magazine-video-on-demand.html' title='Evening Magazine Video On Demand | Seattle News, Local News, Breaking News, Weather | KING5.com'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7923694635538757326</id><published>2009-09-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:20:35.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a Girl Like Me Doing in a Place Like This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Some context to this piece: I think I wrote this about 4 years ago or so. We had been living in Germany for a couple of years by this point. It was just something I started writing. I didn't know exactly where I was going with it at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just going through some old floppy disks this morning and I came across this. I had completely forgotten about it, but I realize now that this is more or less a brainstorming session for the memoir I started writing early last year about our life in Germany. Many of the same thoughts made their way into the prologue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s kind of interesting, living overseas.  You get to see what it’s like being “the other” for a change, having people look at you because of your American mannerisms and your inability to speak their language.  For once, you are the strange foreigner, working hard to try to fit into their mold.  It’s a very eye-opening experience, let me tell you.  There are times when I find myself feeling awkward and embarrassed while trying to complete the most mundane of tasks, such as buying produce at the grocery store.  Things are similar, but different.  And if, God forbid, the cashier at the grocery store tries to speak to me, that deer in headlights look I give her always forces her to switch to English without me even having to ask.  Fortunately for me, I live in a community with a lot of foreigners from many different countries.  English is the lingua franca here.  Most people in the area speak it well, even if it’s not their native language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, I’ve dreamed of living abroad for a long time.  I took French in high school and fantasized about studying at the Sorbonne, reading fine works of literature and having deep discussions in French over a croissant and a café au lait.  Except I hate coffee.  But that’s only a minor detail.  In reality, I barely learned enough French to order a café au lait.  And besides that, my aunt had many French friends about my age that came and stayed with her during the summer.  Trying to converse with them shattered any illusions I had about an academic life in Paris.  I felt like an awkward, bumbling idiot, not a breezy Francophile college student who sits in cafes and reads &lt;em&gt;Le Monde&lt;/em&gt;.  Yet even fifteen years later, there is a romance about that image that appeals to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French lost its allure after high school.  I moved on to college and majored in English Literature, fantasizing about living in London and discussing Shakespeare over some fish and chips and a beer at the pub.  Except that I hate beer.  But cider with black currant makes a fine substitute.  My dream to live in England partially came true.  For one brief and brilliant summer during college, I was privileged to participate in a study abroad program in Bath.  No, it wasn’t London, but Bath was exciting and beautiful and has a great literary history as well.  And we took some trips to London anyway.  And yes, I did get to discuss Shakespeare over fish and chips.  I’ve had a love affair with England ever since, and I would jump at the chance to live there if the opportunity presented itself.  That is one fantasy that I think will never fade, especially since I speak the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I ended up living in Europe, but not where I thought I would.  Oddly enough, I am living in Germany.  I’m not a student (at least not in the academic sense; I am a student of life), and I don’t spend my time in cafes or pubs.  I didn’t fall head over heels in love with a European and follow him here on a whim (yet another old fantasy of mine).  I fell in love with a perfectly wonderful American who happened to be in the military.  He can’t discuss Shakespeare over fish and chips at a pub, but he will drink beer.  He can’t speak French over a café au lait, but he will eat croissants.  When we started dating, the possibility of living in Europe never really entered our minds.  But as he started thinking about a possible assignment in Germany, I vowed to learn how to polka and cook a mean bratwurst, neither of which I do now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in a small village in a rural area near the Dutch border.  It’s not nearly as exciting as a big city like Paris or London, but it has its own charm.  I’ve grown quite fond of sheep and goats.  Seeing them everyday, you learn to love them.  I have even gotten used to the smell of fertilizer.  This truly is a world apart from my American hometown, which, as a capital city, offered much more in the way of entertainment than watching a cow munch on grass.  But there is a certain something about this place, I don’t know what exactly, that I will carry with me for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite living in the middle of what seems to be nowhere, we are ideally situated on the continent, so that most major cities are within a few hours’ drive.  Paris is roughly five hours away, Brussels two, Amsterdam, almost three.  Not every place is easily within our grasp.  Spain would require a flight, as does Italy.  England too, but at least the airfares within Europe are cheap.  I may not be living anyone’s fantasy life in a world-class European city, but I have it pretty damn good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7923694635538757326?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7923694635538757326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7923694635538757326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7923694635538757326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7923694635538757326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-girl-like-me-doing-in-place-like.html' title='What&apos;s a Girl Like Me Doing in a Place Like This?'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2167804052247096259</id><published>2009-09-04T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:22:54.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you doing September 26th?</title><content type='html'>Don't have plans, you say? Well, now you do! Get thee to your nearest national park. ADMISSION TO ALL NATIONAL PARKS...I repeat, &lt;strong&gt;ALL NATIONAL PARKS &lt;/strong&gt;is FREE on Saturday, September 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationalparks.org/americas-best-idea/?fa=best-idea-better"&gt;http://www.nationalparks.org/americas-best-idea/?fa=best-idea-better&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2167804052247096259?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2167804052247096259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2167804052247096259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2167804052247096259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2167804052247096259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-are-you-doing-september-26th.html' title='What are you doing September 26th?'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5463120352289296757</id><published>2009-09-02T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:53:33.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MTkzNTUxMDU4NCZwdD*xMjUxOTM1NjExNDM4JnA9NDExODYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*5OWY*MDZkNjY1M2Y*NDVjOTNjODBhMDA3MzhjOGQ*ZSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Day in Thorn, the Netherlands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;To many, the appeal of this tiny Limburg town is its well-known pancake (Dutch: pannekoeken) restaurant: De Pannekoekenbakker. But the town itself - a medieval convent - is full of wonder and beauty.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2111889/a_day_in_thorn_the_netherlands.html"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/2111889/a_day_in_thorn_the_netherlands.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5463120352289296757?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5463120352289296757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5463120352289296757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5463120352289296757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5463120352289296757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-in-thorn-netherlands-to-many-appeal.html' title=''/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2700210361706082087</id><published>2009-08-30T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:21:21.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels with dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Mukilteo and Everett</title><content type='html'>Early last week, my sister-in-law called from Guam, wanting to know what I knew about Everett. Nothing, as it happens. She was asking because it could be a possibility for their next assignment. So I figured it was a good idea for a day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to look it up in my DK travel guide, but there is nothing about Everett in it. Then I looked in &lt;em&gt;The Dog Lover's Companion to the Pacific Northwest&lt;/em&gt;. Bingo! There was a lot about Everett, in addition to Mukilteo, which is right next door. So we brought Reece along, since it is so dog friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took slightly under an hour to get to Mukilteo from Kent. We had a small cooler in the back of the car, so we stopped at a Subway once we got there and grabbed some sandwiches. Then we headed to our first stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; Mukilteo Lighthouse Park: The area around the lighthouse is owned by the U.S. Coast Guard, but it's open to the public from 12-5pm on weekends and holidays from April - September. We were there too early, but dogs aren't allowed at the lighthouse anyway. Even when it's closed to the public, you still have great vantage points for photos. The lighthouse, by the way, was built in 1905. The beach is really unique. Overlooking Port Gardner Bay (with views of Whidbey and Camano Islands), the rocky beach is completely covered by driftwood logs. There are also fire pits. This is a popular boating and fishing spot, and there is a boat launch. The park also offers a playground and plenty of picnic tables. If you didn't bring a picnic, I would recommend the Ivar's restaurant right next to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked along the beach for a bit. It was foggy (although we could still see the islands) and a bit chilly, but we enjoyed the beauty of the area for a bit and then headed toward Everett, via Mukilteo Boulevard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; Harborview Park: This park was right along Mukilteo Blvd. and we nearly drove past it without stopping.  But Lance pulled in and it was relatively empty. It has stunning views - still foggy when we got there, but clear by the time we left (they had a few picnic tables, so we stopped here for lunch). We could see several islands and Naval Station Everett from there. There isn't much to this park except for the view, so it's definitely worth stopping, especially if you have a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt; Forest Park: This was also along our route, but didn't merit a stop for us. It is, however, a great family park. Huge playground, public pool and animal farm. There is also a meeting hall, a couple of walking trails, a horseshoe field and tennis courts. We just drove up into the park, took a look, and drove out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt; Grand Avenue Park: Perhaps the most scenic park in Everett. This park is on a street lined with gorgeous, stately homes. It's on a hill overlooking Everett Marina and Naval Station Everett. It's a small park - a narrow strip of land that spans 3 blocks, but it has a couple of picnic tables and benches so you can sit and enjoy the amazing view. The marina was busy today and I was tempted to go down and check it out - there was a Sunday Farmers Market. It didn't look like there was any pedestrian access down to the marina. Grand Avenue Park is beautifully landscaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&gt; Loganberry Park: We stopped here because it's an off-leash dog park, but we disliked it almost immediately. It was nothing but trails, trees, and brush. No wide-open spaces for Reece to run. We never once let her off-leash because it would be too easy for her to get separated from us. But she got to meet a few other dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my assessment of Everett is that it seems like a great place. I would live there in a heartbeat (preferably in one of those gorgeous old homes). The naval base is really nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Mukilteo%20-%20Everett/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view the slideshow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2700210361706082087?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2700210361706082087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2700210361706082087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2700210361706082087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2700210361706082087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/mukilteo-and-everett.html' title='Mukilteo and Everett'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7208419562903444050</id><published>2009-08-14T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T08:49:57.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fee Free Weekends</title><content type='html'>Sadly, I was just at Mt. Rainier two weeks ago, so this is a bit too late for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the last weekend of the summer that you can get into 100 different national parks for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/FINDAPARK/FEEFREEPARKS.HTM"&gt;http://www.nps.gov/FINDAPARK/FEEFREEPARKS.HTM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a couple of pictures of summer at Mt. Rainier National Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SoWHJX6m0YI/AAAAAAAAATM/jpmIOvtamQY/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SoWHJX6m0YI/AAAAAAAAATM/jpmIOvtamQY/s320/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369846725817586050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SoWHIu3xe8I/AAAAAAAAATE/hgS5zouTKPw/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SoWHIu3xe8I/AAAAAAAAATE/hgS5zouTKPw/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369846714799848386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7208419562903444050?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7208419562903444050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7208419562903444050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7208419562903444050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7208419562903444050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/fee-free-weekends.html' title='Fee Free Weekends'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SoWHJX6m0YI/AAAAAAAAATM/jpmIOvtamQY/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5202211054112721644</id><published>2009-08-07T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:15:28.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Lunch</title><content type='html'>How do I love thee, Duke's Chowder House?  Let me count the ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; Your lobster chowder is perfection.  PERFECTION.  Creamy and sweet and insanely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&gt; Your wild mixed greens salad with bleu cheese, candied pecans, orange and grapefruit wedges and tarragon vinaigrette...Heaven on a plate.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&gt; The bread.  I just love bread.  Warm from the oven with soft butter.  Mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&gt; FREE APPETIZERS! Coconut prawns with honey chili sauce and steamers (fresh local clams steamed with garlic butter, roasted garlic, fresh herbs and Mac &amp; Jack's).  The shrimp was especially tasty.  I could've easily polished off the whole plate myself, but I shared it with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dukeschowderhouse.com/"&gt;http://www.dukeschowderhouse.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Multiple Seattle/Tacoma locations)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if that wasn't enough, we went to Cold Stone Creamery for dessert, where I had their limited time only Jello butterscotch pudding creation: butterscotch ice cream mixed with Reese's peanut butter cup and Butterfinger and swirled with caramel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tastebuds have exploded. (And so has my waistline...but I am a happy, happy woman today.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5202211054112721644?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5202211054112721644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5202211054112721644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5202211054112721644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5202211054112721644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfect-lunch.html' title='The Perfect Lunch'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1998597206701165972</id><published>2009-08-05T17:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:56:26.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>2 Local Restaurants</title><content type='html'>We just had a houseguest - my sister-in-law - who left yesterday, and since we revisited places that I've posted about previously (Snoqualmie, downtown Seattle, Mt. Rainier National Park), I'm just posting a couple restaurant recommendations this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naan -N- Curry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.naanncurry.com/"&gt;http://www.naanncurry.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;709 S. 3rd St.&lt;br /&gt;Renton, WA 98057&lt;br /&gt;425.271.NAAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a discovery of my husband's, who is an extremely picky eater.  So when he suggested this place, I think I nearly fainted from surprise.  I'm not super familiar with Indian food, although I have had a few very good Indian meals, so I was game to try it. This restaurant, by the way, specializes in both Indian and Pakistani cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our greeter charmed me immediately.  He told us there was nothing good on the menu at all, which made us laugh and feel immediately comfortable.  This is obviously a place that doesn't take itself too seriously (except for the food), and this was also evident by the television above the entrance, which looked to be playing Indian soap operas and possibly scenes from Bollywood films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance ordered chicken tikka masala.  I ordered chicken korma (as did my sister-in-law).  We got a platter of rice to share and a side of garlic naan.  You can order any level of spice you desire.  I can't stomach spicy hot food, so I ordered it with 0 spice.  It was still spicy, but not hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a fantastic and very filling meal.  I thought the portions were just right.  Not too much food.  And a great meal for a good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly recommended.  I definitely want to come back and try some of the Pakistani dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivar's Acres of Clams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ivars.net/"&gt;http://www.ivars.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pier 54 - Seattle Waterfront&lt;br /&gt;206.624.6852&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivar's has been a Seattle institution since 1938, and consistently voted as the city's best seafood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have several seafood bars around the Seattle area, which specialize mainly in fish and chips, although they have a few other dishes.  Acres of Clams is a wee bit fancier - a nice sit-down restaurant with a good beer and wine list.  And the view obviously can't be beat.  This restaurant provides stunning views of Elliott Bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from the ambience, Ivar's has bar none THE BEST CLAM CHOWDER IN THE UNIVERSE.  My sister-in-law agrees.  We ordered the soup and salad combo, which included a cup of chowder and a 3 oz. blackened salmon fillet served over caesar salad.  Fantastic.  As were the sourdough rolls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance, not being a big fan of seafood, ordered a cheeseburger and was pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just want chowder, you can pick that up at any Ivar's.  If you want atmosphere...get thee to Acres of Clams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1998597206701165972?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1998597206701165972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1998597206701165972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1998597206701165972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1998597206701165972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-local-restaurants.html' title='2 Local Restaurants'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3121324280411358275</id><published>2009-07-10T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:18:45.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohio'/><title type='text'>Inniswood Metro Gardens - Blendon Woods</title><content type='html'>Monday was one of those days where we changed plans about 398099087283 times. I originally suggested going up to Lake Erie. Then the plan got changed to Mohican State Park. Then it was changed to Hocking Hills State Park, specifically, Old Man's Cave. Then we just decided to do a local park instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Inniswood Metro Gardens in the Columbus suburb of Westerville. I have never been there before, and that makes me sad, because it's really gorgeous. We had a picnic lunch first in the small picnic area (there are only about 5 tables or so) and then we walked through all the gardens, except for the rock garden (which is the one I primarily wanted to see), because it was closed for maintenance. Must be sure to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see how these gardens change with the seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed this with a short trip to Blendon Woods Metro Park, since it was close by. I hadn't been to that park in years. We didn't see much there. We went to the observation shelters by the wetlands, but there was nothing to see. I remember it being a much nicer park than it was this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inniswood was definitely the highlight of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Inniswood%20-%20Blendon%20Woods/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inniswood.org/index.htm"&gt;Inniswood website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metroparks.net/ParksBlendonWoods.aspx"&gt;Blendon Woods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3121324280411358275?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3121324280411358275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3121324280411358275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3121324280411358275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3121324280411358275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/inniswood-metro-gardens-blendon-woods.html' title='Inniswood Metro Gardens - Blendon Woods'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6851763243334497182</id><published>2009-07-07T05:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:16:37.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ohio'/><title type='text'>Franklin Park Conservatory - Chihuly Reimagined</title><content type='html'>I've been in Ohio since last week, visiting family.  This past Thursday, we decided to go to Franklin Park Conservatory.  My mom always wanted to see their Blooms &amp; Butterflies exhibit, and I knew that they had some of Dale Chihuly's glass art on display there as well.  I've become quite a Chihuly fan, especially since he's from Tacoma and I was exposed to his work at the Museum of Glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their new exhibition - Chihuly Reimagined - debuted on July 4th, but even though we were there 2 days earlier, we still got to see everything up close.  It's truly an amazing exhibition.  The glass pieces fit in wonderfully with all the plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is definitely worth a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I feel that this is a place more worthy of pictures than words, so I'll let the pictures do the talking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.fpconservatory.org/index.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the Franklin Park Conservatory website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Franklin%20Park%20Conservatory%20July%202009/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6851763243334497182?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6851763243334497182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6851763243334497182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6851763243334497182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6851763243334497182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/07/franklin-park-conservatory-chihuly.html' title='Franklin Park Conservatory - Chihuly Reimagined'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2930702733369868785</id><published>2009-06-24T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:14:15.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NTg1MjgxNjU1OCZwdD*xMjQ1ODUyODQ4NDQ*JnA9NDExODYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*5OWY*MDZkNjY1M2Y*NDVjOTNjODBhMDA3MzhjOGQ*ZSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wine-Making at Castle Bridge Winery in Kent, Washington&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Castle Bridge Winery is unique from other Washington wineries because they will help you make your own wine using a 3-step process. The result is 30 bottles of wine that has been made, bottled and custom labeled by you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1850741/winemaking_at_castle_bridge_winery.html"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.comarticle/1850741/winemaking_at_castle_bridge_winery.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2930702733369868785?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2930702733369868785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2930702733369868785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2930702733369868785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2930702733369868785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/06/wine-making-at-castle-bridge-winery-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6742463888823834003</id><published>2009-06-15T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:24:40.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travels with dog'/><title type='text'>Travel Guides for Dog Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SjaG98IxCxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/qzxagTYHJGE/s1600-h/0517091005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SjaG98IxCxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/qzxagTYHJGE/s320/0517091005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347610006222080786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a dog lover in Washington and you need some resources to help you figure out how and where to travel with your dog in our lovely state, I have a couple of book recommendations for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dog Lover's Companion to the Pacific Northwest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val Mallinson&lt;br /&gt;Published by Avalon Travel&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book might be slightly outdated by now (I have the first edition; the second edition was just released last month), but it's still an excellent resource on traveling with your dog(s) in the Pacific Northwest.  It covers Washington, Oregon and British Columbia (only the western half of the region - the book's major drawback), taking a look at pooch-friendly accommodations, restaurants and shops.  It covers many parks, beaches and recreation areas and both urban and rural locations.  Mallinson's dogs - Dachsunds Isis and Cooper - served as the panel of canine judges for this book, rating locations on a scale of one to four paw prints.  Keep in mind, however, that these are small dogs, and may be accepted more readily (especially at hotels) than larger dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallinson's writing is witty, and the illustrations are charming, making this a fun resource for your vacation planning.  We've already dog-eared several pages, looking at potential day/weekend trips where we can include Reece.  Sometimes, however - as in the case of the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival - we think she is better off in doggie daycamp, which is probably more fun for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best Hikes with Dogs - Western Washington&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan A. Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Published by The Mountaineers Books&lt;br /&gt;2002  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband felt it was important to get this book, although I'm not entirely sure why.  Neither of us are avid hikers, and we generally only do trails of 5 miles or less when we do hike.  But Reece, being a Lab mix, is rather outdoorsy, so this is a good resource to plan hikes with her.  Fortunately, it covers both short and long hikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lists of essentials for humans as well as dogs when preparing for a hike,  tips on canine first aid (and I want to add, be especially aware of foxtails!  We had this problem with Reece recently and it was costly to have it removed), and information about encountering bears and cougars.  Essentially, this looks like a book that caters mainly to hardcore hikers, not necessarily the person who wants to take their dog for a short jaunt through the park, although there is information for novice hikers too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of maps, photographs, and details given about the trails and the suggested hikes cover a wide range of skill sets.  All in all, a good hiking resource, even if you don't have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for supplies, you generally can't find good hiking/doggie travel gear at Petsmart, although it's good for lots of other things (I can't recommend their doggie daycamp enough!).  I've found these types of items at places like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mudbay.us/"&gt;Mud Bay&lt;/a&gt; (various locations around the Puget Sound area) and &lt;a href="http://www.reberranch.com/"&gt;Reber Ranch&lt;/a&gt; (located in Kent).  Reece is a big fan of both stores, especially since they always dote on her and give her lots of treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she is dropping a squeak toy on my keyboard, so I suppose I better end this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6742463888823834003?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6742463888823834003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6742463888823834003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6742463888823834003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6742463888823834003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/06/travel-guides-for-dog-lovers.html' title='Travel Guides for Dog Lovers'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SjaG98IxCxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/qzxagTYHJGE/s72-c/0517091005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8461694566962978368</id><published>2009-06-11T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:31:29.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Ways to Annoy a Flight Attendant</title><content type='html'>...and, I might add, your fellow passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://travel.yahoo.com/p-interests-28078669;_ylc=X3oDMTF2YWJnM21wBF9TAzI3MTYxNDkEX3MDMjcxOTQ4MQRzZWMDZnAtdG9kYXltb2QEc2xrA2Fubm95YXR0ZW5kYW50LTYtMi0wOQ--"&gt;Some simple airline etiquette that is definitely worth reading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance was just complaining about #2 because it happened to him on his flight from OKC to Denver yesterday morning.  A woman threw her bag into the overhead bin right above Lance's seat, to where he had no room for his own carry-on, and then she found her seat in the back of the plane and had the gall to ask him to take down her bag for her when they were debarking the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manners, people...manners.  The world would be a better place if more people used them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8461694566962978368?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8461694566962978368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8461694566962978368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8461694566962978368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8461694566962978368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-ways-to-annoy-flight-attendant.html' title='7 Ways to Annoy a Flight Attendant'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7318678753169987600</id><published>2009-06-09T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T19:05:05.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On a professional note</title><content type='html'>I now have a website up and running for my freelance biz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://karynjohnson.webs.com"&gt;http://karynjohnson.webs.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at getting one put up for the past month or so since I've made the commitment to starting my freelance career again, but even though I've had offers by various website designers and such, I would rather do these things myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I don't know that much HTML coding.  I've had websites in the past and taught myself HTML, but it's been awhile.  Webs.com has free websites, but they're pretty basic, and you have to go with their templates.  That's ok.  It works for now.  You get links to some of my online stuff, my rates, my writing resume...all the important things are there.  I still need to put up a photo gallery to showcase some of my best photographs.  Otherwise, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I plan to (hopefully sooner rather than later) take a certification program for writing/editing to enhance my skills, I will also take an elective web design course.  Then I can have the kind of site that I am envisioning for my freelancing business and I can finally migrate everything - blogs, photo albums and all - into one place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7318678753169987600?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7318678753169987600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7318678753169987600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7318678753169987600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7318678753169987600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-professional-note.html' title='On a professional note'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5634840751868559844</id><published>2009-06-04T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:25:23.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>I decided it's time to change the look of the blog.  Blogger doesn't really have that many templates, and most of them are pretty boring, but I found one that seems to capture the spirit of the Pacific Northwest a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at making some other changes here too.  I am planning to set up a website to promote my writing, so this blog will migrate over to that website at some point.  I'll probably use Wordpress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this stuff takes time and careful planning, so it may be awhile yet.  I'm now self-employed (left my office job last week - it was choking the life out of me, metaphorically speaking), but currently without projects, and I'm working diligently to change that situation.  So that comes first.  I'm giving a lot of attention to Twitter right now, because I'm building up followers there pretty quickly, and some of them might prove to be very useful.  I have a fair number of travel writers/travel companies following my tweets, so you never know what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, to make this topical (since it is supposed to be about travel, after all), here are some upcoming posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- another downtown Seattle visit, this time with Lance.  He hasn't been to downtown Seattle yet, can you believe it?  We'll visit Pike Place Market (lunch at a crepe place this time) and the Space Needle (annual pass, so our admission is free!).  The reason why I continue writing about Pike Place is because it's different each time. Every time you visit there, you notice something new.  It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a trip home to Ohio next month for a week.  A visit to Franklin Park Conservatory (botanical photos!  Flowers are one of my favorite targets for my camera), and who knows what else?  That's still in the planning stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My big fantasy right now is to send out a query for an article about the Sylvia Beach Hotel in Nye Beach, Oregon.  It is my kind of place.  It's a hotel for book lovers.  Each room is named after a different writer and attempts to capture the spirit of that writer.  And they have a restaurant called Tables of Content.  Brilliant!  I'm dying to go there!  I already know which magazine I want to query...it's just a matter of preparing it and sending it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have the itch to wander again, folks.  Very excited about the possibilities that lie ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5634840751868559844?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5634840751868559844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5634840751868559844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5634840751868559844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5634840751868559844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-276359768493373439</id><published>2009-05-31T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:53:45.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Old Stuff I Wrote Back in the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzgwOTk5MDU5NSZwdD*xMjQzODEwMDIyOTYxJnA9NDExODYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*zOWQyMTZlODY4OGY*MTlhYjRhODdhNjAwMmUxZjQ5MSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Karyn Johnson's Source Page - Associated Content&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/karynj"&gt;http://www.associatedcontent.com/karynj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-276359768493373439?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/276359768493373439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=276359768493373439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/276359768493373439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/276359768493373439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/05/karyn-johnsons-source-page-associated.html' title='Some Old Stuff I Wrote Back in the Day'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1421895896390033320</id><published>2009-05-19T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T20:35:55.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>I have finally succumbed.  If you're interested, you can follow me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/prosodic"&gt;http://twitter.com/prosodic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1421895896390033320?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1421895896390033320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1421895896390033320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1421895896390033320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1421895896390033320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/05/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1297830041014903491</id><published>2009-05-17T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:35:35.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardens'/><title type='text'>Wild Wheat and Windmill Gardens</title><content type='html'>Back in January, Lance and I went to the Tacoma Home &amp; Garden Show.  Because we were within the first 100 people in the door, we each got a $20 gift card to Windmill Gardens in Sumner.  The gift card expires on May 31st, and since it's very nearly time, I thought today would be a good day for the excursion to Sumner.  Because I don't think Lance is exactly interested in this type of adventure, I asked my friend Kathy and her son Beckett to join me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make a day of it and had lunch at Wild Wheat Bakery and Cafe here in historic downtown Kent.  They were still serving breakfast, so we ordered from the breakfast menu.  The food was AMAZING.  Absolute food porn at its finest.  Kathy and I both ordered the Dungeness crab and asparagus omelet, which was covered with hollandaise sauce. It came with two thick slices of their sourdough bread, toasted, which I slathered generously with butter and their fresh strawberry jam.  There was also a side of home fries.  And I washed it down with a delicious iced chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will DEFINITELY be back.  I don't think I could recommend this place highly enough.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seattle.citysearch.com/profile/10747109/kent_wa/wild_wheat_bakery_cafe_restaurant.html"&gt;Wild Wheat on citysearch.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we journeyed the 17+ miles to Sumner, a trip which took between 20-30 minutes.  We found Windmill Gardens easily with the help of my GPS.  They had a fantastic and gorgeous selection of flowers and garden supplies - a bit spendy, though, I thought.  But we enjoyed looking at their amazing arrangements.  For my $40 in gift cards, I picked up a nice potted arrangement for outside.  I also got a couple of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Windmill Gardens isn't just a nursery.  They have a restaurant, a tea/chocolate shop, a spa, and a pond store.  Surrounding all these shops is a stunning garden.  There is a gazebo in the center of the garden, and it's a popular site for weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough with the words.  Here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCyTvrITvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IMX_MIG3rAU/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCyTvrITvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IMX_MIG3rAU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961610718662386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx1H4K1vI/AAAAAAAAASI/uwOA3bVfN1I/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx1H4K1vI/AAAAAAAAASI/uwOA3bVfN1I/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961084639860466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx07Y6S_I/AAAAAAAAASA/9OF1ff5zFOg/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx07Y6S_I/AAAAAAAAASA/9OF1ff5zFOg/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961081287527410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0o5Nj3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/L3onjIvzjfY/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0o5Nj3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/L3onjIvzjfY/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961076322733938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0S5pHJI/AAAAAAAAARw/S5Ofk4sztQo/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0S5pHJI/AAAAAAAAARw/S5Ofk4sztQo/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961070418959506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0D6wRYI/AAAAAAAAARo/5sVm6-YWFjE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCx0D6wRYI/AAAAAAAAARo/5sVm6-YWFjE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336961066397091202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of Sumner, we stopped at the Main Street Dairy Freeze for ice cream.  It's good to see a nice Mom &amp; Pop ice cream stand again...we don't have any in Kent and I think that's very sad.  Sumner is also a cute town with a stunning view of Mt. Rainier.  Worth a detour, I think, if you're in the area.  They have an antiques mall and a large furniture warehouse called The Old Cannery, so it's a nice shopping destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.windmillgarden.com/"&gt;Windmill Gardens website&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1297830041014903491?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1297830041014903491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1297830041014903491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1297830041014903491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1297830041014903491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/05/wild-wheat-and-windmill-gardens.html' title='Wild Wheat and Windmill Gardens'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/ShCyTvrITvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/IMX_MIG3rAU/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2023539864557241377</id><published>2009-04-18T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:33:08.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Tacoma Museum of Glass/ Martin Blank's "Fluent Steps"</title><content type='html'>This evening, my friend Lisa and I had the privilege of attending a cocktail reception at the Tacoma Museum of Glass to celebrate the unveiling of Martin Blank's "Fluent Steps," a permanent exhibition in the main reflecting pool.  I received the invitation because I do payroll for Martin Blank's employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a nice turnout for the event, and we got to peek at some of the exhibitions and browse the gift shop.  Drinks were flowing (they had a martini bar where they poured the drinks through an ice sculpture, as well as a regular bar), hors d'oeurves were being passed around.  There wasn't much going on the first hour except for mixing and mingling.  Lisa and I didn't really mix and mingle with anyone (other than saying hello to Debra, Martin Blank's office manager, who invited me to the event), but we looked around and did some people watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6:15 or so, everyone was ushered into the theater, where Martin Blank gave a presentation on the conception and implementation of "Fluent Steps."  It was fascinating and hilarious.  He's not just an artist, but a really funny guy.  And he got very emotional at the end of his speech.  This exhibition is a huge, HUGE deal for him.  As he told us, today was one of the most important days in his life.  He got a standing ovation at the end of his speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards was the ribbon cutting ceremony and a champagne toast.  It was dusk at the time, but the display was supposed to be very pretty at night.  So we headed to a restaurant right next to the museum - Woody's on the Water.  We didn't have much in the way of appetizers at the reception, so I ordered an appetizer at the bar and we just enjoyed some conversation until it got dark.  We could see "Fluent Steps" from the restaurant and when it was lit up, I paid the bill and we left so I could get pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note on the restaurant: I liked it very much.  It's in an excellent location.  The food is priced right.  And they had live music this evening, supposedly jazz, although it was just some guy playing a keyboard.  Not very interesting, but overall, I really liked the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very nice evening.  Probably the first and only time I'll ever get invited to an event like this, but I really enjoyed it, and so did Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museumofglass.org/"&gt;Museum of Glass website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.woodystacoma.com/"&gt;Woody's On The Water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://martinblankstudios.com/"&gt;Martin Blank Studios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Fluent%20Steps%20Tacoma%20MOG/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2023539864557241377?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2023539864557241377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2023539864557241377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2023539864557241377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2023539864557241377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/04/tacoma-museum-of-glass-martin-blanks.html' title='Tacoma Museum of Glass/ Martin Blank&apos;s &quot;Fluent Steps&quot;'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8593836827201650271</id><published>2009-04-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:34:14.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardens'/><title type='text'>Skagit Valley Tulip Festival</title><content type='html'>Lance and I both took a vacation day today (a much needed mental health break for both of us), dropped the dog off at Petsmart, and headed up north to Skagit County for the annual &lt;a href="http://www.tulipfestival.org/"&gt;Skagit Valley Tulip Festival&lt;/a&gt;, which runs through the entire month of April.  We're halfway through April, of course, but the tulips are being somewhat elusive.  We lucked out today though and saw some of them in bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out with a visit to La Conner, an absolutely enchanting town...I am ridiculously besotted with it.  I kept going on and on about how wonderful it would be to own a bed and breakfast there.  Everything about it was picture postcard quaint.  We stopped into &lt;a href="http://www.nastyjacksantiques.com/"&gt;Nasty Jack's Antiques&lt;/a&gt;, which was a really awesome shop full of kitschy, quirky, and really unique and beautiful items.  We stopped in other charming shops: Next Chapter bookstore, The Ginger Grater/The Olive Shoppe, Cascade Candy Company, etc.  You can easily spend a day shopping and eating your way through La Conner, and there are some museums as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we were there to see tulips too, so we left La Conner and drove toward nearby Mt. Vernon, stopping at &lt;a href="http://www.tuliptown.com/"&gt;Tulip Town&lt;/a&gt;, which is one of the two major tulip farms in the area (the other is Roozengaarde).  You have to pay admission to both of these places, and it didn't seem to me that they were different enough from each other to be worth going to both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that the tulips would not be blooming, since I had a friend who was just there a few days ago and only found daffodils.  So it was with great delight that we discovered the some of the tulips were blooming today.  So pretty!  I imagine that it will be so lovely in a week or so...everything should be blooming by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we walked around Tulip Town for an hour or so.  And since we were basically just flying by the seat of our pants anyway, we thought we might as well visit Mount Vernon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to Mount Vernon was pretty.  Lots of beautiful old homes, the Cascade Mountains, farm fields as far as the eye can see.  We got to Mount Vernon, and...well, a bit of a let-down.  I didn't see anything worth stopping for, but I did see something on the map that caught my eye - Little Mountain Park.  So we plugged it into the GPS and we were off.  It was just outside Mount Vernon and definitely worth a stop, as it offered spectacular views from on high of the Skagit Valley, Mount Baker, the Olympic mountains, and the San Juan Islands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that brief detour, we headed back to the Seattle area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a wonderful day.  A lot of fun.  I definitely would like to go back next year, but I'll wait until all the tulips are blooming first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v204/englanke/Skagit%20Valley%20Tulips/?albumview=slideshow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for pictures. (Taken with my new camera!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there's a picture of "Dirty Biter" in my album...if you want to know the story behind him, you can go to this website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/14868&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8593836827201650271?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8593836827201650271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8593836827201650271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8593836827201650271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8593836827201650271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/04/skagit-valley-tulip-festival.html' title='Skagit Valley Tulip Festival'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3379829194820893283</id><published>2009-04-04T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:35:55.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>A Glorious Day at Alki Beach</title><content type='html'>Today is a sunny, fantastic spring day, so I took Reece up to west Seattle, to the very popular Alki Beach area.  My friend Lisa met us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgBci-BnUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SFpEZtst4Bk/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgBci-BnUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SFpEZtst4Bk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321004549673164098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the Alki Beach trail, and Reece saw all the people and dogs out and about, she got ridiculously excited and started crying and jumping up and down in the back seat.  But I had to look for parking, and most importantly, I had to find Alki Bakery, which was our designated meeting place.  I found a primo parking spot (someone was backing out just as I was approaching the spot).  Reece and I got out and started walking.  As we approached the bakery, I saw a mini Statue of Liberty across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgBIi7ZN8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/GijDewDwHmY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgBIi7ZN8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/GijDewDwHmY/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321004206064744386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Alki Beach offers some of the best views of the Seattle skyline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2-xQEAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wpfLmuqkyCQ/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2-xQEAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/wpfLmuqkyCQ/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005003812376578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2uBtw5I/AAAAAAAAARI/9RgdicWr1kA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2uBtw5I/AAAAAAAAARI/9RgdicWr1kA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321004999318029202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2RzLbrI/AAAAAAAAARA/UPgdEpMOmss/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgB2RzLbrI/AAAAAAAAARA/UPgdEpMOmss/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321004991740866226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as well as gorgeous views of the Olympic Mountains.  And if you walk to the end of the beach where the lighthouse is (which is off limits to the public and there were no good vantage points to photograph it), you can even see Mount Rainier.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am so insanely jealous of the lucky people who get to live here, except they get to put up with the crowds and the lack of parking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we stopped at Spud Fish &amp; Chips, which is an Alki landmark (been around for over 70 years).  Mmmmmmm...grease.  It's very popular, and was crowded today.  But while I was inside getting my fries and Diet Coke, Lisa was outside with Reece, and she found us a table.  Then she went in to get her food and the people just kept coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today made me ridiculously happy.  A stellar afternoon.  And now Reece is exhausted.  She met a lot of people (and their dogs)...got a lot of attention.  Sniffed a lot of butts.  But she was so good today.  I got compliments on how well behaved she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgCHIVxU8I/AAAAAAAAARg/WX7Qu48mKd4/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgCHIVxU8I/AAAAAAAAARg/WX7Qu48mKd4/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005281259377602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgCG7sOinI/AAAAAAAAARY/xSpKCOKIoSw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgCG7sOinI/AAAAAAAAARY/xSpKCOKIoSw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321005277863905906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3379829194820893283?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3379829194820893283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3379829194820893283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3379829194820893283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3379829194820893283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/04/glorious-day-at-alki-beach.html' title='A Glorious Day at Alki Beach'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SdgBci-BnUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SFpEZtst4Bk/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5349401977309550138</id><published>2009-03-01T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:38:17.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Soggy Sunday at Pike Place Market</title><content type='html'>Today was my 3rd trip to Pike Place Market and each time I go there is completely different from the time before it.  There is always a colorful mix of people, different street performers, and different smells to entice you on any given day.  Today, it was the smell of Piroshki Piroshki that was practically irresistible.  I've always salivated at the sight of all the delicious looking Russian pastries, and the smell of apple cinnamon was overwhelming today.  There was a huge line of people waiting to sample their offerings, but I made a mental note to go back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because today, I wanted Turkish Delight.  This little hole in the wall place has doner kebap - the most popular fast food in Germany.  My craving had to be satisfied, and fortunately, my friend Lisa was anxious to try it too, having lived in Germany herself.  It's a bit on the pricey side, and not exactly like the doner kebap I knew and loved in Germany, but it was enough to make me happy.  The lady running it was super nice.  She mentioned that she was from Istanbul and when I told her I had been there before, she got very excited and wanted to hear about my experience there.  After we finished our massive chicken doners, I bought a couple of pieces of homemade Turkish delight (orange and raspberry flavored) to take away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to do a wine tasting at &lt;a href="http://www.winesofwashington.com/Home.aspx"&gt;The Tasting Room&lt;/a&gt;.  It was deserted when we came in, but a great place to kick back with a glass of wine and have a conversation.  The woman working behind the counter, Sarah, was super cool and she had her sweet little dog with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, Pike Place Market is an awesome place to take your dog.  I'll remember that for next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this wine shop is next to Kell's Irish Pub, which is a popular place and also rumored to be haunted.  Apparently, the wine shop is possibly haunted as well.  They have great events there too - Tuesday nights are movie nights.  If I lived anywhere near downtown, I would do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to wander around after our wine tasting.  We came back around Piroshki Piroshki again, but by that time, I had run out of cash.  We ended up stopping at this &lt;a href="http://lepichetseattle.com/page.html"&gt;French cafe&lt;/a&gt; for coffee...and it was like walking into one of the small cafes that I've been to in Belgium.  Very nice.  And they had raclette on the menu, so we want to go back there and try that next.  Also, great live music on Sundays.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places we visited in/around the market:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.chukar.com/"&gt;Chukar Cherries&lt;/a&gt;: got free samples of their dark and milk chocolate covered dried cherries.  Delicious!  Keeping this in mind for gifts in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Crumpet Shop: when you need crumpets and tea.  I want to try this place too...so very cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bavarian Meats: German meats, cheeses and other goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.beechershandmadecheese.com/"&gt;Beecher's Handmade Cheese&lt;/a&gt;: apparently has the best (and possibly most expensive) macaroni and cheese on the planet.  Have not tasted it yet.  But enough word of mouth for me to believe it.  Also, my husband is anxious to try it, so I'll be saving this experience for when he's tagging along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.delaurenti.com/"&gt;DeLaurenti&lt;/a&gt;: Specialty food and wine.  Lots of imported European stuff here, although I'll be honest with you - you can get a lot of the same stuff for probably cheaper at the nearby Cost Plus World Market.  Still, a nice place to browse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the heck of it, we stopped at a nearby LUSH at Westlake Center, and went into a &lt;a href="http://www.madeinwashington.com/"&gt;Made In Washington&lt;/a&gt; store, where Chukar Cherries products are less expensive than they are at the market (just sayin').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining pretty heavily by the time we were wrapping things up, but since I left my poor pooch back at home, I had to stop into &lt;a href="https://www.threedog.com/Default.aspx"&gt;Three Dog Bakery&lt;/a&gt; to get her a special treat: a peanut butter bone with carob coating.  What a spoiled dog I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the atmosphere at Pike Place Market.  I always notice something new every time I go, and it really gives off this European vibe that is very comforting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - since my traveling has been significantly curtailed since I left Europe, I sometimes wonder what direction I should take this blog.  Obviously, I'm interested in exploring more of the local area and the entire Pacific Northwest, and I will blog about other places further afield as I travel.  But I think I also want to focus on places that are dog-friendly too, since my travel priorities have changed a bit.  I'll be interested in seeing how this blog grows and evolves over time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5349401977309550138?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5349401977309550138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5349401977309550138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5349401977309550138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5349401977309550138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/03/soggy-sunday-at-pike-place-market.html' title='Soggy Sunday at Pike Place Market'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2645763845428505016</id><published>2009-02-14T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:10:10.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>A Taste of Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Lance and I got the perfect Valentine's gift today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A taste of nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our favorite restaurants when we lived in Germany was Il Genio's.  There were 3 locations close to home, each one with a different ambiance.  The food was reliably good and inexpensive.  While it wasn't the absolute best Italian food I ever had, it was certainly very good and a lot more authentic than most of the so-called Italian restaurants in the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we found a place that brought Il Genio's back to us.  Sort of.  The atmosphere is quite a bit different, and the menus weren't in badly translated English, but the food...the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Italian place opened in Kent recently, part of a chain of restaurants located around the Seattle area (with a location in Phoenix, Arizona and one, oddly, in Maryland).  On a busy road, it would normally be easy to miss, but the orange neon and a large, flashing sign out front made it pretty noticeable.  Nope, this isn't some charming, romantic ristorante or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looks can be deceiving.  Considering that there are few Italian restaurants in Kent, we were game to try it.  Tonight seemed to be the night.  And it seemed like a rather low-key, family place, so I didn't expect that it would be busy with Valentine's diners looking for a romantic night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't busy when we got there.  We could seat ourselves.  There were booths and tables for large groups.  The kitchen was open, so you could see everyone working in it.  The only thing that seemed rather out of place was the music, more suitable for a sports bar than an Italian restaurant.  In fact, I had to comment to Lance how weird it was to hear "Sweet Home Alabama" when I normally would expect the type of background music that would be played at, well, Olive Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our menus.  They had a good selection of pizzas, pasta, calzones and grinders (or hoagies or subs, depending on what region you're from).  But we were primarily interested in the pasta dishes.  As I scanned the choices, I commented to Lance how much the menu reminded me of Il Genio's.  He immediately agreed, and had been thinking the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the Tortellini Special, which was spinach tortellini in alfredo sauce, mixed with bacon, peas and sprinkled with shredded parmesan.  Lance ordered fettuccine with alfredo sauce and gorgonzola, baked with mozzarella cheese, and topped with meatballs.  Both came with salad or soup and garlic bread (prices similar to Olive Garden, I think both our entrees were $12.95 each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My salad was wonderful.  Mixed greens, sliced black olives, shredded parmesan, and their house dressing, which was a balsamic vinaigrette.  Then came the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God.  It looked IDENTICAL to a dish I had at Il Genio's before.  And tasted almost exactly like it.  Very rich and decadent alfredo sauce.  The same kind of bacon (not American-style bacon).  It almost transported me back to Il Genio's again.  Lance thought the same thing about his dish.  It was amazing.  Suddenly, we were reminiscing about our life in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both could only eat half of our entrees.  We ordered a slice of cheesecake to share.  When the waitress asked how everything was, I had to tell her that it was so much like our favorite Italian restaurant in Germany.  She was so excited to hear it.  We wanted to know if the restaurant was run by Italians, but she told us her boss was Bulgarian.  Well done.  She asked us if it was better than Olive Garden.  I nodded enthusiastically.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she dropped off the bill, she left two little chocolate hearts on the table, and thanked us for being her Valentines.  She was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...whenever we get a little homesick for Germany, we know where to go.  Weird, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be trying their pizza next.  I think we're both so excited that we found this place, and we walked away two very happy (and very stuffed) customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have yet to name this magical place, so here goes, with a link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://amantepizzaandpasta.com/"&gt;Amante Pizza and Pasta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat there, you won't regret it.  And if you've never been to Europe and experienced authentic Italian food, you can now discover what you've been missing.  I don't want to knock Olive Garden or anything, because it fulfills a need when you're hungry and the food is good (I have enjoyed many a meal there, too), but the kind of food combinations that you find on the menu there are not what you would find on Italian restaurant menus in Europe.  Amante?  Well, it is exactly what you'd find.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2645763845428505016?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2645763845428505016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2645763845428505016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2645763845428505016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2645763845428505016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/taste-of-nostalgia.html' title='A Taste of Nostalgia'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5029632206364946514</id><published>2009-02-07T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:35:40.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>The Red House</title><content type='html'>I've been itching to post here, and now I have a reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered a gem of a restaurant in downtown Renton, very close to where I work.  I was meeting a new friend there, another writerly type who lived in Germany for several years before settling down in Seattle.  She recommended the place, and after doing a bit of research on it, I was very much looking forward to the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Red House Beer &amp; Wine Shoppe and Tapas Bar is a very low-key, cozy place to meet friends or family.  Also a nice date spot.  It's a Craftsman-style house that has been converted into a bar, restaurant and retail wine/beer shop.  There is a wonderful patio for outdoor dining in the warmer months (I think that's a smashing idea for my June birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk in the front door and enter a room that contains a few tables, the bar, and some shelves full of wine.  That leads to another room, which is filled with European beers and a couple more tables, which leads to another room filled with wine and a few more tables, etc. etc.  There is also an upstairs area, which can be rented out for private parties.  This is where The Red House hosts its wine tastings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let me get to the point.  This is about the food, after all.  They have full entrees, sandwich platters, and a pretty extensive tapas menu.  Lisa and I went for the tapas.  We ordered an antipasto platter, which came with a heaping pile of warm, delicious rustic bread, serrano ham, manchego cheese, olives and goat cheese.  We also ordered the roasted beets with gorgonzola cheese.  Both were delicious and made a substantial enough meal for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there was the wine.  I had a yummy Riesling from Germany (Jakob Demmer, I believe).  I think Lisa had an Argentine Malbec, which she liked really well.  Since there was a shelf full of British and German beers behind me, Lisa was checking all of that out, and she spotted a bottle of cherry beer, UK made.  There was only one bottle, so when she asked about it, the waiter asked if we wanted to share it.  And so we did.  And it was good.  (I'm not a beer drinker, but I do enjoy the Belgian Lambics, so this was very similar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out some of the ciders too, and they had large bottles of British pear cider for $5, so we each bought one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the atmosphere was great.  It's not a quiet and intimate spot.  But it's cozy, friendly and fun.  There was a nice variety of menu items to suit every taste.  And the food was top-notch.  Certainly worth a visit to Renton, if you don't have a reason to be there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redhousebeerandwine.com/"&gt;The Red House website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5029632206364946514?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5029632206364946514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5029632206364946514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5029632206364946514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5029632206364946514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2009/02/red-house.html' title='The Red House'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3949516762843681822</id><published>2008-12-22T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T13:48:08.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Seattle</title><content type='html'>I had so many plans to do fun and amazing things here locally this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leavenworth was at the top of my list (not the prison...it's a small town in the mountains made to look like a Bavarian village and they do up a German-style Christmas celebration every year).  The Zoo Lights at Point Defiance Zoo.  Any of the three different local productions of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Nutcracker&lt;/span&gt;.  I had looked forward to doing at least one or two posts about local holiday activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature has prevented anyone from traveling into, out of, or within the local area.  We've had water in various frozen forms dumped all over us for the past week now.  Sea-Tac is a disaster and the vast majority of travelers there are stranded.  Locals can't get around very well without snow chains (and do I have any?  Of course not.).  In fact, I am posting this from my house at the moment, where I am snowed in, without any reasonable hope of getting out in the near future, at least in my own car.  Needless to say, I am off work.  Tomorrow, I may have to have my husband take me to work in his considerably larger but much more unsafe vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...this concludes my posts for 2008.  I hope 2009 is full of many more adventures and a lot more fun than I had this year.  I was spoiled in Europe, so this year has been a total disappointment, even though I loved almost every place I got to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those who have yet to visit Seattle, may I make one suggestion?  Come out here in the summer.  Yes, snow like this is rare (normally, it would be rain.)  And at first I found it charming.  But it's now 3 days before Christmas, I can't get anything done because I can't go anywhere, and I'm getting increasingly frustrated.  This is not the place to be when it snows.  Unless you're in the mountains and like to ski.  Trust me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, until next year, I bid you adieu.  Thanks for those of you who are loyal readers, and those of you who stumbled upon this blog randomly and felt compelled to comment.  I hope to see this grow even more in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3949516762843681822?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3949516762843681822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3949516762843681822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3949516762843681822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3949516762843681822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-in-seattle.html' title='Christmas in Seattle'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1540918533757027175</id><published>2008-11-23T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:37:53.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>Two of my Favorite Things - Candles and Wine</title><content type='html'>I've posted about Waxen Art before - it's the local studio where you can make your own candles.  I've been there a number of times.  I love making candles as gifts.  And I took my friend Kathy there three weeks ago and now she's hooked on it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I found out that Waxen Art was doing an event in conjunction with Castle Bridge Winery...well, how could I resist?  I've been wanting to check out Castle Bridge Winery for some time.  And for a very reasonable price, I could go there, sample 6 wines while noshing on some cheeses and crackers, make a candle, and get my own custom bottle of wine to take home.  Sounded like a great time to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy was game.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So we headed over there this evening and we had the most amazing time.  It was so much fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castle Bridge Winery is a bit different from other wineries.  While you can certainly buy the wines that they have in stock (and they have a nice selection of gifts as well), you can also make your own bottle of wine.  They take you through every stage of the process.  Well, we didn't do that tonight...we got to pick from two of their wines.  But we got to pick out our own labels and give it our own names.  We got to bottle it ourselves and cork it and foil wrap the top of it too.  It was so interesting to see and experience this process of bottling wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ahead of myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got 6 tickets for wine tastings.  We settled down at a table with some cheese and crackers and our small tastings and just chatted and nibbled for a bit.  The candle-making area was a bit busy for awhile.  But when we saw an opening, we squeezed in.  I wanted a "Fire" (cinnamon) scented candle for the holidays, so I decided to do my candle in reddish-brown and a dark pink.  Kathy went for rainbow sherbet colors but scented her candle with a special cabernet scent that is not normally available at Waxen Art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference this time was that we got to add our scent and pour our own candles.  I've never had the chance to do that before and it was really cool.  It felt to me like my candle was completely handmade by me from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we waited for our candles to harden, we sampled more wines and chatted some more.  I love the names of the wines at Castle Bridge - they are Medieval/Renaissance themed.  The first wine I tried was "Captive Maiden," which was actually the white wine selection that we could bottle (similar to a Gewurztraminer, one of my favorite wines).  The other selection - a red wine - was called "Red Rooster."  I sampled 3 whites, a rose, and 2 reds, one of which had the surprising scent and taste of dark chocolate.  It was rich and sweet and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a bit of time deciding on the labels and names for our custom wine bottles.  Kathy decided to name hers after her dog, Wedge Antilles.  So I followed suit and named mine after Reece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result: Kathy had a red wine called "Wedge Antilles 'Red Two'" (this is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt; reference, for those who don't know).  I named mine "Reece's Mischief."  We were totally beside ourselves once the bottles were finished.  We both thought it was the coolest thing ever to name our own wines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a couple things at the gift shop.  The Captive Maiden was on sale, and even though my custom bottle was filled with Captive Maiden, I bought an extra bottle.  Kathy bought some adorable mini wine cork earrings.  And we're both keeping our custom wine bottles, even after the wine is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed every minute of our time time there tonight.  I want to thank the people behind this event...they were awesome and so much fun to talk to.  Please do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, click &lt;a href="http://adobe.kodakgallery.com/ShareLanding.action?c=17mxj6bn.7cbgzxu3&amp;x=0&amp;y=-p28u38&amp;localeid=en_US"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for some silly pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waxen Art - http://waxenart.com/ (seriously...if you live in the Seattle/Tacoma area, it is absolutely worth it to come here at least once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castle Bridge Winery - http://www.castlebridgewinery.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1540918533757027175?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1540918533757027175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1540918533757027175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1540918533757027175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1540918533757027175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-of-my-favorite-things-candles-and.html' title='Two of my Favorite Things - Candles and Wine'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-4949692859375685248</id><published>2008-11-15T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T17:42:23.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>Clark Lake Park - Kent</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to visit this park for awhile.  I've heard really good things about it - that it's normally uncrowded, quiet, and tranquil.  You get to see a lot of wildlife (well...sometimes. I didn't see much today, but I certainly heard the frogs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find this park once without success.  The parking lot is tiny and it's on a busy road, so it's easy to miss.  Today though, coming down the road from a different direction, it was much easier to spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reece's verdict - good spot for dogs!  She met a lot of new friends today.  It's interesting to me how total strangers who would not normally even speak to you suddenly stop and strike up conversations when you have a dog.  I spend a lot of time when I'm taking Reece for a walk just stopping to talk to people who ask me about her...usually, they're dog owners themselves.  I swear, dogs can bring about world peace.  I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.clarklakepark.org/Home.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR924tPzq1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Gaef1v3P3uA/s1600-h/100_4886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR924tPzq1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Gaef1v3P3uA/s320/100_4886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269060805637417810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR924NMGUeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gz2LbozELd8/s1600-h/100_4887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR924NMGUeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Gz2LbozELd8/s320/100_4887.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269060797031928290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR923-gBRxI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zygDPNqK1VA/s1600-h/100_4888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR92nLZq2tI/AAAAAAAAAOo/KtrOzxcOM5Q/s320/100_4900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269060504494201554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR92mwlc-rI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rsnQ-fG2StI/s1600-h/100_4901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR92mwlc-rI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rsnQ-fG2StI/s320/100_4901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269060497295866546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-4949692859375685248?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4949692859375685248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=4949692859375685248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4949692859375685248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/4949692859375685248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/11/clark-lake-park-kent.html' title='Clark Lake Park - Kent'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SR924tPzq1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Gaef1v3P3uA/s72-c/100_4886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-3228313214860039052</id><published>2008-10-18T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:36:27.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Sunny Snoqualmie Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today, Lance and I celebrate 5 years of marriage.  The original plan was to go on a weekend trip to Victoria, British Columbia via one of the Victoria Clipper's packages, but having to buy new windows and a dishwasher meant that we had a bit of a cash flow crunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...we decided to do a day trip close to home.  And my choice of where to go was pretty easy.  We haven't been to Snoqualmie Falls yet, and I heard great things about it, and the surrounding area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, it was a perfect destination.  Lance and I had an amazing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Snoqualmie Falls.  It's an extremely popular tourist destination, and it was crowded today.  But we found a parking space and we dealt with the crowds.  From the parking lot, we took a footbridge across the street over to Salish Lodge, and then walked to the observation deck.  From there, we had stunning views of the falls, but we could also walk down to a lower observation deck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what we did.  The walk was a bit tough...steep and damp and a bit treacherous in places.  But we went through this amazing forest that was like something primeval.  It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about an hour and 15 minutes there total, and then drove into downtown Snoqualmie.  We wanted to see &lt;a href="http://www.trainmuseum.org/"&gt;the Northwest Railway Museum&lt;/a&gt;.  The admission is free, and most of the museum is visible from the main drag through town.  Many old, derelict, rusty train cars are sitting on the tracks, and there is a walking path going alongside them so you can get a close look.  Signs are posted, telling you about the history of these trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The museum also offers scenic train rides on the weekends.  The locomotive is cobbled together from passenger cars of several eras.  Lance and I bought tickets and went all the way to the back of the train, which was a coach car circa 1940's.  It was all decked out for Halloween.  The train goes to the neighboring town of North Bend, back to Snoqualmie, and then to Snoqualmie Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adult admission is $10, by the way, and they do have a Halloween train and a Santa train).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, it was really worth it.  The views from the train were really pretty.  And we went past an old train workshop that had train parts and old abandoned cars scattered around.  Even if you've already visited the falls, the train gives you a totally different viewpoint of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train ride was a little over an hour.  After we finished that, we poked around some of Snoqualmie's little shops.  They have a delightful used bookstore/cafe called Isadora's.  We bought homemade (absolutely delicious) fudge at the &lt;a href="http://www.snofallscandy.com"&gt;Snoqualmie Falls Candy Factory&lt;/a&gt;.  They had a lunch counter in there, like one you'd find at drugstores in the 1950's.  It was amazing.  Lance and I want to go back there to eat sometime.  They were making homemade caramel corn at the time, so the entire shop smelled phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dinner plan was to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.woodmanlodge.com"&gt;Woodman Lodge Steakhouse and Saloon&lt;/a&gt;, which is located in a 19th century building next to the train depot.  This restaurant was once a saloon for the loggers who worked in the town in the early 20th century.  The restaurant still has that sort of vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is where things got awkward.  Lance and I perused their menu online ahead of time, so we already knew that we were both ordering pasta.  Their steak is very spendy.  So we went in, were seated, and our waiter went through his whole lecture about their steaks and the different ways we can order them, and then I ended up ordering ravioli and Lance ordered fettuccine alfredo.  I felt bad, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But their pasta was really good.  My ravioli was stuffed with gargonzola and walnuts, smothered in a basil cream sauce.  Amazing.  It came with garlic cheese toast.  I ordered a house salad.  Believe me, there was more than enough.  Lance didn't finish his fettuccine either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...they do other things well besides their steaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we left and came back home.  Snoqualmie was about half a day or so...well worth it.  But we had to pick up the poochie, and we spent some time hanging out with our friends who were dogsitting her for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, Snoqualmie is the most ridiculously cute town I have ever seen.  The fall colors were breathtaking.  The weather was perfection.  We couldn't have asked for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://adobe.kodakgallery.com/Slideshow.jsp?mode=fromshare&amp;Uc=17mxj6bn.1gh04vsz&amp;Uy=hfa5tm&amp;Ux=0"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-3228313214860039052?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3228313214860039052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=3228313214860039052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3228313214860039052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/3228313214860039052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunny-snoqualmie-saturday.html' title='Sunny Snoqualmie Saturday'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-2264023712632078435</id><published>2008-09-08T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:38:39.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>A Weekend Visit</title><content type='html'>My parents just departed last night after a long weekend here.  They're not really big on travel, so their main goal in coming was to just hang out with us and visit.  But we made sure to take them to a few sights, including one they specifically requested, which was the Columbia Winery in Woodinville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrived late Wednesday night, and lack of sleep and jetlag pretty much kept us at home on Thursday.  Other than running out to a few stores and having lunch at Ivar's (a popular local seafood chain), we didn't do much.  We grilled steaks for dinner, drank wine and just hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we went to Mt. Rainier.  I forgot my camera, but my Mom took pictures.  If I ever get copies, I might post them, but we basically covered the same ground that Lance and I covered on our last visit out there in October.  We came in through the Nisqually entrance and drove up to Paradise and then left the same way.  We brought picnic stuff and had a nice picnic in the woods.  After we got home that evening, Lance and I took them to dinner at El No Que No, a really excellent Mexican restaurant in downtown Kent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, we went to Woodinville (detouring briefly to Kent Farmers' Market, where I bought 2 homemade garden stones for $10).  There are a lot of wineries in Woodinville, but the main one they wanted to see was Columbia Winery.  They discovered Columbia's wines, which are now a favorite.  Turns out, the Columbia Winery is the very first one we stumbled upon as we drove into Woodinville.  So we commenced to enjoying a wine tasting, and then shared a bottle of Gewurztraminer out on their lovely patio.  My parents were only familiar with the Cellarmaster's Riesling (their best-seller) up until this point, and were thrilled with Columbia's other selections.  I thought the Gewurztraminer was fantastic, and so did they, as these pictures clearly show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMgWIAmWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TCrEsr6EzWg/s1600-h/100_4771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMgWIAmWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TCrEsr6EzWg/s320/100_4771.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681459721509218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columbia Winery in Woodinville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMgGW_waI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f8Ur1PtapeY/s1600-h/100_4772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMgGW_waI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f8Ur1PtapeY/s320/100_4772.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681455489401250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gardens were absolutely gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfjtcpnI/AAAAAAAAALs/HDvjVuGRbrk/s1600-h/100_4778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfjtcpnI/AAAAAAAAALs/HDvjVuGRbrk/s320/100_4778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681446188328562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!  Gewurztraminer!  Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfVXYbtI/AAAAAAAAALk/XsgT87jyMOY/s1600-h/100_4783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfVXYbtI/AAAAAAAAALk/XsgT87jyMOY/s320/100_4783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681442337681106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laughing because I just spilled some wine on myself.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfUmU8OI/AAAAAAAAALc/CpaLGjn6tJc/s1600-h/100_4784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMfUmU8OI/AAAAAAAAALc/CpaLGjn6tJc/s320/100_4784.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243681442131931362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I share a moment...and a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't yet lunchtime, so just the small amount of wine we had during the tastings and the glass and a half we had afterwards was enough to get me the drunkest I've ever been.  And believe me, I have had more to drink than that before.  This is just what happens when you drink on an empty stomach.  But we still enjoyed ourselves immensely.  The grounds at Columbia are beautiful, and it's a shame that they'll be moving to a different location early next year.  I can't imagine a more wonderful setting than what they have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was well past noon once we finished up there, so we popped in at the Red Hook Brewery, located just down the street.  They have a very large public house there with a nice menu, so we ate lunch out on their patio.  Mom and I both had their Turkey Blast sandwich, which consisted of turkey, cheese, tomato, avocado, and some other tasty stuff on a croissant.  Came with chips and seedless grapes.  Lance and Rob each enjoyed a burger.  We contemplated staying for the brewery tour (even though Mom and I don't have the slightest interest in beer), but since we would've had to wait quite some time for the tour to start, Lance and Rob settled for buying a 6 pack of Red Hook and some souvenirs in their gift shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we decided against visiting any of the other wineries.  Enough was enough.  So back to Kent we went.  But it was a nice few hours spent in Woodinville.  I would definitely go again, and I know they want to go back next time they're in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another day spent hanging around here.  We went to breakfast at IHOP and then came back to the house.  Lance and Rob watched football, so I took Mom to some of my favorite local shops, including Chair &amp; Trellis and Bella Home &amp; Garden.  We stopped in Waxen Art as well, so I could show her where I make candles (she loved the candle I made her so much, she redecorated her bathroom using my candle as her inspiration).  Mom helped me pick out some things for our garden: a large potted mum, bird feeders, etc.  Then we came home with all the stuff I bought and put it out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left late last night, taking the red eye back to Ohio.  They're home now.  I miss them so much already.  This was the most relaxed I've ever been having house guests.  But of course, they are more than just house guests, they're my family.  I would've had them stay forever, if I could.  And I know they loved it here.  And we couldn't have had more perfect weather - it was sunny and in the 70's everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-2264023712632078435?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2264023712632078435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=2264023712632078435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2264023712632078435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/2264023712632078435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-visit.html' title='A Weekend Visit'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SMVMgWIAmWI/AAAAAAAAAL8/TCrEsr6EzWg/s72-c/100_4771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7852280985295044324</id><published>2008-08-27T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:37:30.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><title type='text'>Take Me Out to the Ballgame</title><content type='html'>Lance and I went to a Mariners - Twins game at Safeco Field last night.  Being a Twins fan, Lance received some good-natured ribbing from the Mariners fans.  As we were parking in the garage, the woman who looked at our parking reservation said that Twins fans park on level 7.  There is no level 7.  So of course, we didn't see why it was funny until we realized that level 6 was the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Safeco Field is a great ballpark.  Behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-CakCYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W3Nc_E51Au0/s1600-h/100_4762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-CakCYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W3Nc_E51Au0/s320/100_4762.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239394973989996930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I took this picture from our seats.  19 rows behind home plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-ds_q2I/AAAAAAAAALA/hvZuac6GtbI/s1600-h/100_4764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-ds_q2I/AAAAAAAAALA/hvZuac6GtbI/s320/100_4764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239394981315062626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minnesota's starting lineup.  I took this for Lance's benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-tG12kI/AAAAAAAAALI/2RkkjA_mTEM/s1600-h/100_4767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-tG12kI/AAAAAAAAALI/2RkkjA_mTEM/s320/100_4767.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239394985450003010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad picture of the Mariners moose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-1URceI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wEVliWW-Vqw/s1600-h/100_4768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-1URceI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wEVliWW-Vqw/s320/100_4768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239394987653820898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had to close the roof due to a projected forecast of rain...good thing too, it was pouring when we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the one thing I'll take with me about Safeco Field... it smells like garlic fries.  And that's not a bad thing.  We ate pizza though, which wasn't anything to write home about.  And we got a huge bag of kettle corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, indeed.  Ballpark food is much more sophisticated now.  And expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Twins lost.  Too bad.  But we had a good time, and that's all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7852280985295044324?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7852280985295044324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7852280985295044324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7852280985295044324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7852280985295044324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/take-me-out-to-ballgame.html' title='Take Me Out to the Ballgame'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SLYR-CakCYI/AAAAAAAAAK4/W3Nc_E51Au0/s72-c/100_4762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5282274084108704576</id><published>2008-08-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T08:22:51.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oregon'/><title type='text'>Southern Washington and Northern Oregon</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, Lance and I accompanied my brother and his family to Portland, which included several detours.  The first detour was Mount St. Helens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, after seeing Mt. Rainier, I never thought looking at St. Helens or Mt. Hood (which we saw later that same day) would even compare.  I was wrong.  St. Helens, though not nearly as tall as Mt. Rainier, is still a very impressive sight, but not nearly as impressive as the eruption in 1980 that launched it into the history books, an event upon which the tourism in this area is primarily based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shocking how tourism here can border on the absolutely tacky...with signs on hotels that say things like "hope you had a blast!" or completely tasteless souvenirs (you'll see Lance wearing a baseball cap in my photos that explains what I mean).  Yes, people died in this eruption.  But it is also from the tourism industry surrounding it that people put their lives and their communities back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are beautiful souvenirs that literally rise from the ashes of St. Helens - I bought a snowman ornament molded out of ash.  We watched a glass blower make beautiful creations using volcanic ash harvested from St. Helens.  These are the things I want to take home with me, to remember St. Helens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you drive closer to the mountain, the atmosphere becomes increasingly eerie.  You notice entire forests in which the trees are all exactly the same height.  Many of these forests are labeled with the year they were planted.  Most, as you would guess, were planted after 1980.  Eventually, you see a large sign warning you that you are entering the blast zone, and then the road starts a slow ascent upwards toward the mountain.  There are several lookout points along this road, and we didn't get to all of them.  After all, we had to get to Portland.  The crater that was blown out in the eruption, on its north face, was obscured by clouds.  So unfortunately, we didn't get to see much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the freeway to continue down to Portland, we stopped at a tacky Bigfoot souvenir shop.  This area is also known as being home to Sasquatch, and you can pretty much spot him in every souvenir stand in the area (and you can't really miss the giant Sasquatch statue made out of ash).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch, we stopped at a restaurant called 19 Mile House.  The food was average, but the view from their back porch was lovely.  The restaurant is apparently known for its cobbler (although we didn't have any) and it also has a souvenir shop.  In the front yard is a truck that has been sitting there since 1980...completely totaled by the eruption, it stands as a testament to the power of St. Helens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was early afternoon when we reached the Washington - Oregon border, which is divided by the Columbia River.  It was a clear day, so we had a great view of Mt. Hood in the distance.  Also shorter than Mt. Rainier, it has a pointy top and looks completely different, and every bit as impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I didn't have pictures of it.  In fact, I didn't get any pictures of Portland, except for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Portland without any hotel reservations (I wouldn't recommend this) and spent a good chunk of our time there just checking to see if we could get a room somewhere.  Nearly every hotel was sold out, but we finally managed to get 2 rooms at a Shilo Inn near the convention center.  It's certainly not the best hotel I've ever stayed in...especially as Lance and I had to sleep in a smoking room.  But at least it was one of the more affordable options for downtown Portland, and it was half a block from the tram into the main area of downtown (a Denny's is just down the street as well, which was handy for breakfast the next morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the rooms were taken care of, we explored.  Marcus and Lance were particularly interested in the Oregon Brewers Fest taking place that weekend on the riverfront.  So we took the tram (which is free for most of the downtown area) to the stop that was closest to the festival and followed the crowds in.  It was a bust, however.  So crowded that each line for each type of beer was at least a half hour wait.  We gave up shortly after we got there.  Besides, I didn't relish another Oktoberfest-type incident like what I had last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they decided to sample the local brews at bars and restaurants instead.  And thus began our tour of Portland's fine drinking establishments.  I can't even remember where we ate dinner...it was completely unremarkable anyway, and the beer was not well-praised.  But we went to Paddy's Bar and Grill after that...a nice Irish pub that had a great looking menu (I wish we had eaten there), and absolutely ginormous selection of liquors, a good beer and wine list, and a fantastic waitress.  We just chilled out there a bit and relaxed, but at 9 pm, it's only open to adults 21 and over, so we had to leave, as we had my sister-in-law's 13 year old son in tow (who was dying of boredom anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...back on the tram...back to the hotel.  Didn't see much of Portland.  We left shortly after breakfast the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did see of it, I absolutely loved.  I love Seattle, but Portland is more my scene.  It's got the feel of a smaller town and everyone is so outgoing and friendly.  We didn't feel the least bit unsafe or uncomfortable wandering around at night.  Everyone there seemed really happy.  Lance and I might consider relocating down there at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast at Denny's, we headed to the Columbia River Gorge area, where we visited Multnomah Falls, stopping first at Wahkeenah Falls.  That was a beautiful little detour, but I didn't bring proper shoes for hiking, so it was a bit difficult making the 1 mile loop between the two falls.  Note to self: proper footwear next time.  Of course, I only packed for city walking.  Did not expect that we would be going there, but I'm so glad we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started heading back up toward Seattle before lunch, stopping at the Ridgefield National Wildlife Refuge in Ridgefield, Washington on the way home.  That was more for Marcus's benefit, as he's an avid birdwatcher, but I saw a beaver and a river otter, so I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was that enough to do in 2 days?  I think so.  Whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adobe.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=17mxj6bn.8piqov0z&amp;x=0&amp;y=fyxmh5&amp;localeid=en_US"&gt;Pictures here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5282274084108704576?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5282274084108704576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5282274084108704576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5282274084108704576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5282274084108704576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/08/southern-washington-and-northern-oregon.html' title='Southern Washington and Northern Oregon'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8745544904013809412</id><published>2008-07-23T18:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:39:21.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>More Seattle Sights</title><content type='html'>My older brother and his family flew up from Los Angeles on Sunday and are currently vacationing here in Washington state.  On Monday, we went into downtown Seattle where we visited some places that were new to me, and others that weren't.  This is going to be more of a photo post than anything else. Monday's weather was absolutely gorgeous, so my photos came out very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the commuter rail - The Sounder - from Tukwila into downtown Seattle.  The train station is right by Qwest Field (home of the Seahawks), and from there, we walked between 2.5 and 3 miles to get to the area around the Space Needle, stopping at Pike Place Market, which was pretty much smack in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9G-4mbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TwMNKifCmWY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9G-4mbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TwMNKifCmWY/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380038898227634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of really cool things happening around the Space Needle - interesting sculptures, beautiful gardens, an amusement park and the Pacific Science Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9cMZ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rDZ3fBWUCbQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9cMZ1ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rDZ3fBWUCbQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380044592076178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9sX0SMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/omFhZ5qq0Xg/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9sX0SMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/omFhZ5qq0Xg/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380048934914242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU90lGx_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ItVqaYVPJxY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU90lGx_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ItVqaYVPJxY/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380051138136050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pacific Science Center has A LOT to do...you could easily spend an entire day here.  We didn't have that kind of time.  But there is plenty for both kids and adults to do here.  The IMAX theatre is awesome.  We watched a 3-D film about ocean life off the coast of South Africa, and the 3-D effects blew my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU-O-QAXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UzmoL_bUyC8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU-O-QAXI/AAAAAAAAAJI/UzmoL_bUyC8/s320/007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380058222920050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the courtyard of the Pacific Science Center - a preview of things to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVcqnCQcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ixZyb5rtZPU/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVcqnCQcI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/ixZyb5rtZPU/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380581037818306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant mantis WILL EAT YOUR SOUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVcwI89uI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ESliFFT_7F4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVcwI89uI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ESliFFT_7F4/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380582522255074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVdIWW38I/AAAAAAAAAJg/k_GQOGDuZbE/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVdIWW38I/AAAAAAAAAJg/k_GQOGDuZbE/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380589020929986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVdUeovUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1mtxnIsCu1E/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfVdUeovUI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1mtxnIsCu1E/s320/011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226380592276880706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have a tropical butterfly exhibit.  Really beautiful to go visit, although there were a few dead butterflies laying around, which the employees seemed to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8EiMBvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZCSIFTcFjw8/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8EiMBvI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ZCSIFTcFjw8/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381120572753650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8TJdWWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zx3mYd_ZRzA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8TJdWWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/zx3mYd_ZRzA/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381124495563106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8q2SMAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TA_VMCiHZKk/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8q2SMAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/TA_VMCiHZKk/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381130857590786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8hj2VTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VT5MfTtjPvk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8hj2VTI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/VT5MfTtjPvk/s320/016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381128364348722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8_yxwjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8tuVJGCxOYA/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfV8_yxwjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/8tuVJGCxOYA/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381136480027186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWQxN0wZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1CxouPEmF8w/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWQxN0wZI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1CxouPEmF8w/s320/018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381476164321682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our visit to the Pacific Science Center, we went to the top of the Space Needle, where we had lunch at Sky City.  The restaurant rotates to give you a 360 degree view of Seattle.  The food is fabulous.  And it may seem ridiculously overpriced, but think about it this way: you're getting free entrance to the observation deck with your meal (something that would cost you $16 otherwise), so you might as well pay the $25 minimum for lunch.  I recommend the crab salad sandwich (warm dungeness crab on toasted sourdough topped with fresh tomato and Tillamook cheddar with a tomato and cucumber salad on the side).  Yes, it's totally touristy, but worth doing at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWRL-KkZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Fa0QsAWSXRM/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWRL-KkZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Fa0QsAWSXRM/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381483346399634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the Pacific Science Center from the Space Needle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWRYix7fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dB0MJnPnHfg/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfWRYix7fI/AAAAAAAAAKw/dB0MJnPnHfg/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226381486721199602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Rainier was a bit hazy, but you can see it in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click on any of these pictures to see them full size.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8745544904013809412?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8745544904013809412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8745544904013809412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8745544904013809412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8745544904013809412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-seattle-sights.html' title='More Seattle Sights'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/SIfU9G-4mbI/AAAAAAAAAIo/TwMNKifCmWY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7854757745674430140</id><published>2008-07-13T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T17:56:42.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In lieu of any exciting content here for the time being, I want to give a shout out to my friend Daniela, who just graduated from culinary school and is now pursuing every chef's dream by spending her summer working in a restaurant with 2 Michelin stars that is headed by a renowned chef.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is going back home to Innsbruck to do this.  She's been living in Chicago for the past few years and has had a tough road.  Great things are now happening for her, and they are happening at home...where her family is, where her heart still is.  I can think of nobody more deserving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for her (and not the slightest bit jealous...oh no).  If you're interested in food and travel, you might want to follow her over at her blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culinarystudent.us/"&gt;Reaching for Michelin Stars&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No updates from Austria yet, but she texted me right before she left, and I know she is now there.  I suppose she'll start posting once she gets over her jetlag and gets to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Dani makes it out to Seattle for a visit once she comes back with all the knowledge she got in Innsbruck.  She has already promised to cook me an absolutely amazing meal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7854757745674430140?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7854757745674430140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7854757745674430140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7854757745674430140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7854757745674430140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-lieu-of-any-exciting-content-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-81702276674446957</id><published>2008-06-29T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T01:22:13.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vanishing Piece of Americana</title><content type='html'>As Lance and I explore our local area, I discovered an oldie but goodie that is quite literally around the corner from our house - a drive-in movie theater - &lt;a href="http://valleydriveins.com/"&gt;The Valley Drive-In&lt;/a&gt; in Auburn.  I wasn't sure until recently if it was even still open.  But I was assured that it was, and that this is possibly its last summer before it closes down for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Lance's birthday is tomorrow (well, today now, technically) and he always talked so fondly of going to the drive-in as a kid, I decided to treat him to a night at the movies.  And hey, we could even bring our puppy, which was much better than keeping her crated for 5 hours.  So we hopped in the car and drove the two miles or so around the corner to the drive-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very excited.  Drive-ins were basically extinct in my local area as I grew up, so this was my first time going.  The gates opened at 8, and when we arrived there around 8:30, there was already a pretty long line of cars waiting to go in.  We paid our $15 ($7.50 per person for a double feature) and just hung out for the next hour or so until the movie started.  It's a great place to people watch.  Lots of little kids in their pajamas.  Other people with their dogs.  They had one central building to buy snacks and play video games, but I noticed plenty of people bringing in snacks from home.  We'll probably do that next time (actually, I would just like to bring in pizza or KFC or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up: &lt;I&gt; The Love Guru&lt;/i&gt;.  I thought the movie was completely idiotic, but it had some laugh out loud moments.  It took some getting used to, hearing the sound coming out of my car stereo, but watching the movie up on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was about a half hour between films, so I got up and stretched both my legs and the dog's before the new Indiana Jones flick started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't stay for the whole thing.  For one thing, Lance has already seen it.  For another, he couldn't stay awake.  And I was getting tired.  So we left about an hour or so into the movie.  What I did see however was much better than the first movie we saw.  I'm just not into the whole Indiana Jones series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a great time and it was the perfect way to end what was a very very hot summer day.  The weather was perfect...it had cooled off considerably and there was a gentle breeze and it was great to sit in my car with the windows rolled down and the moon roof open, looking up at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely want to go again before summer is over, especially if this is our last chance to go.  I hope it doesn't close down.  It seems like a very popular place for people to get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive-ins are pretty rare these days, and Lance was lamenting about how they are slowly vanishing.  I think it's pretty sad too.  It sure beats sitting in a crowded movie theater, listening to people's cellphones and people who talk over the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-81702276674446957?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/81702276674446957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=81702276674446957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/81702276674446957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/81702276674446957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/06/vanishing-piece-of-americana.html' title='A Vanishing Piece of Americana'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7337163993845432091</id><published>2008-05-31T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:27:06.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara Falls, Canada/Rochester, NY</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that I let a month go by without posting, especially since I meant to post about Niagara Falls.  But I was sidetracked.  Lance and I acquired a puppy and she has been keeping us pretty busy.  I'm behind on pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...May 3, I went to Niagara Falls, Canada with two classmates from my training course in Rochester.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take very long to get there.  And we took a detour via the outlet mall in Niagara Falls, NY.  Not many bargains to be had there, at least for me, but I did pick up some very reasonably priced tops at the Gap Outlet and some cheap flip-flops from the Eddie Bauer outlet (which is good, because one pair has already been mutilated by puppy, so I'm only out $5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, around mid-day that day, we arrived at the Canadian border.  We found a place to park near the Niagara Parks Greenhouse, which, in all honesty, I found more to fascinate me than I did at the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it wasn't that the falls were uninteresting.  I'm sure they're breathtaking.  It's just that we couldn't really see them from our vantage point.  It was raining pretty hard, which only made the mist at the falls that much thicker, obscuring our view of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I don't have much to report.  We weren't there even 2 hours before we said so long to Canada and headed back to New York.  It was fun, but also disappointing.  I would like to go again someday when the weather is actually better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adobe.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=17mxj6bn.8tye9ka3&amp;x=0&amp;y=kbayzd&amp;localeid=en_US "&gt;Niagara pics here (mostly greenhouse photos)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a rundown of stuff in Rochester, NY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comixcafe.com/"&gt;Comix Cafe&lt;/a&gt;: The suck.  The comedy pretty much sucked.  The food sucked.  Not impressed in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mexrestaurant.com/"&gt;Mex&lt;/a&gt;: went here for Cinqo De Mayo.  Insanely crowded.  In a really hip, artsy neighborhood.  I liked the atmosphere here: Mexican religious art mixed with paintings of skeletons and stuff.  Very eclectic.  But the margaritas were really strong (either good or bad, depending on how much you actually like your margaritas to taste like tequila), the food was eh.  The big problem was the wait.  It took us 90 minutes to get seated, which I can't really complain about, because we were a party of 9 who did not call ahead for a table.  But once we were seated...another 90 minutes for the food.  To summarize: come here any other day but May 5th.  However, the staff at Mex was good to us and gave us a huge discount on our bill and free drinks because of our wait.  Brownie points for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bugaboocreek.com/"&gt;Bugaboo Creek Steakhouse&lt;/a&gt;: like any other steakhouse I guess, except for the talking animal heads on the walls.  (If you sit below the buffalo head, watch out.  You will have a coronary when it suddenly starts talking out of nowhere.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tullysgoodtimes.com/"&gt;Tully's&lt;/a&gt;: This place became a favorite for our group, partly because it was right down the street from the hotel, and also because they had pool tables.  Food is pretty good, but nothing particularly special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overall impression of Rochester isn't great.  I actually loved the smaller towns surrounding Rochester (charming Pittsford, especially...wish I had spent more time exploring there).  But then again, this was a business trip, not a pleasure trip, so I tried to make the best of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7337163993845432091?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7337163993845432091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7337163993845432091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7337163993845432091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7337163993845432091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/05/niagara-falls-canadarochester-ny.html' title='Niagara Falls, Canada/Rochester, NY'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-6721449011165739837</id><published>2008-04-30T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:16:56.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rochester'/><title type='text'>Greetings from Upstate New York</title><content type='html'>I am in Rochester, NY right now - my first ever business trip, training for my new position as a Payroll Specialist at Paychex, which is headquartered here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been here for 3 days now.  I haven't done much in the way of sightseeing, but we drive through a really pretty town everyday on the way to work - Pittsford, NY.  I want to stop and take pictures of this town...it's just so quaint and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, several of us from this Payroll Specialist class are going to Niagara Falls this weekend.  So I'll have a report and photos from there at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hope to have some restaurant reviews.  We are going to Comix Cafe tonight, which is a comedy club/restaurant.  I'm skeptical about the quality of the food, but we shall see.  I've been told to try Dinosaur Barbecue while I'm here, which is pretty well-renowned nationally, but a group from my class went there a couple nights ago and walked away disappointed.  And I generally don't crave barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say now, other than we are staying at Residence Inn, and I like it a lot.  I have a room all to myself, and it's very spacious and clean, with a fireplace (and it's cold enough here to use it, but I'm not), a king size bed, a full kitchen...I'm very cozy here.  Still, there's no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-6721449011165739837?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6721449011165739837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=6721449011165739837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6721449011165739837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/6721449011165739837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/04/greetings-from-upstate-new-york.html' title='Greetings from Upstate New York'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7778458818691645264</id><published>2008-03-28T22:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T22:37:24.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>How to Spend a Snowy Seattle Spring Day</title><content type='html'>Apparently, Mother Nature did not get the memo that spring has sprung, and so this morning we had pretty heavy snowfall.  Fortunately, it wasn't cold enough to make the roads anything but wet, so I could still venture out without much worry.  And I had a lot of plans today, so that was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:00 or so, my friend Ruby and I went to &lt;a href="http://waxenart.com/"&gt;Waxen Art&lt;/a&gt;, because we thought it would be interesting to make our own candles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot of fun.  First you pick out a candle shape and size that you like (they range in price from $12-$52).  I chose a small oval - one of the cheapest options.  Then you choose a scent.  They have everything from Peony (my pick) to Washington Apple (Ruby's choice) to Monkey Farts (which smells like bananas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they prepare your mold and give you a sharp implement (looks like a scraper) that you use to cut the wax into chunks.   You pick out the colors of wax that you want.  I decided to go for earthy, neutral colors, so I picked a tan, which I wanted to accent with some green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3OgdpwPwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OJylKbrrSCc/s1600-h/100_4528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3OgdpwPwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OJylKbrrSCc/s320/100_4528.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183025803284201218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you start putting your candle together, putting the various wax pieces in whatever arrangement you like at the top, bottom and sides of the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3Pz9pwPxI/AAAAAAAAAII/UVzvE5LKRZo/s1600-h/100_4533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3Pz9pwPxI/AAAAAAAAAII/UVzvE5LKRZo/s320/100_4533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183027237803278098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Once you have filled the mold, they pour in more wax, scented as you request.  It holds together all the wax bits that you put in the mold, and you end up with a customized candle that is almost too pretty to light.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3P0NpwPyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NzvoarLLnIw/s1600-h/100_4536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3P0NpwPyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/NzvoarLLnIw/s320/100_4536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183027242098245410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3P0dpwPzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o6sbK-iUinM/s1600-h/100_4541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3P0dpwPzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/o6sbK-iUinM/s320/100_4541.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183027246393212722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Grandma's birthday present.  Nobody tell her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a busy day, it takes about 3 hours for your candle to be ready.  Since we were the only ones insane enough to be out in the crappy weather, we were the only ones there making candles at the time, and we were told we could pick them up in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, on weekdays they have make one candle, make the second at half price, so we paid for ours together and got a good deal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...to kill time while awaiting our candles, we went to happy hour at &lt;a href="http://dukeschowderhouse.com/"&gt;Duke's Chowder House&lt;/a&gt; (it had stopped snowing by this time, but turned to pouring rain while we were inside), where Ruby and her husband are frequent customers.  We ordered cucumber mojitos, named "most refreshing cocktail in Seattle"...and while I can't verify that, I suppose there is some truth to it.  It was very refreshing, although more of a hot weather drink.  And I didn't take a picture of it.  It was a pretty cocktail.  We shared an appetizer - dungeness crab dip with crackers.  It was a wonderful afternoon pick-me-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that killed an hour...and then some.  Our candles were ready and we picked those up and walked around Kent Station and the surrounding area, going to Bella and Chair &amp; Trellis, two stores that sell very lovely things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5-ish, we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.fondi.com/"&gt;Pizzeria Fondi&lt;/a&gt;, which I have mentioned previously.  It's definitely my favorite pizza place here.  We ordered the vegetarian pizza, which is a work of art.  Behold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3SDtpwP0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/K5oQ-ct2af0/s1600-h/100_4537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3SDtpwP0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/K5oQ-ct2af0/s320/100_4537.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183029707409473346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic.  I have never eaten anything there that wasn't absolutely delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had around 2 hours to kill after dinner, as we had tickets to see &lt;a href="http://www.giordanojazzdance.com/"&gt;Giordano Jazz Dance Chicago&lt;/a&gt; at 7:30.  We went to Target and then I had to stop by my house for a few minutes and Ruby went back to her house to let her dogs out.  We met up again at the Auburn Performing Arts Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was wonderful.  Our seats were very good, considering I just got the tickets yesterday.  I wasn't as fond of the first act.  The first act was basically a lecture on the history and influences of jazz, using dance to illustrate how jazz has evolved over the decades.  It was entertaining, but I would prefer just to see dance and hear the music without any commentary.  But still, it was nice to see all the various styles of dance and how they are incorporated into jazz.  And they did a very nice improvisational dance to Chicago blues music, probably my favorite part of that act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After intermission, they did 3 numbers: Entropy, The Man That Got Away (performed to a song sung by Judy Garland, and very comic!), and Pyrokinesis, which I think was my favorite.  That was done to piano music, which I recognized as George Winston, who is one of my favorite artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Giordano Jazz Dance Chicago travels around, try and catch them if they come near you.  It really is worth it.  They were given a standing ovation at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that concluded our evening.  It's been a great day and a wonderful way to chase away the post-winter blahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7778458818691645264?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7778458818691645264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7778458818691645264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7778458818691645264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7778458818691645264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-spend-snowy-seattle-spring-day.html' title='How to Spend a Snowy Seattle Spring Day'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JP0ymbJ_jVQ/R-3OgdpwPwI/AAAAAAAAAIA/OJylKbrrSCc/s72-c/100_4528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-7524339034469898765</id><published>2008-03-26T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T15:51:51.959-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Another Local Restaurant Recommendation</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I attended a dinner to welcome the wing commander of my husband's unit, who isn't stationed here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this dinner at a beautiful restaurant on the Des Moines marina.  Huge picture windows gave us a wonderful view of Puget Sound.  I only wish the sunset had been more spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this building actually houses two restaurants.  The upper floor is Anthony's Home Port, which is a bit more upscale with the menu to match.  The more casual eatery - where we were - was on the lower floor, called The Oyster Bar &amp; Grill.  Same ownership, same chef.  It's just a different atmosphere depending on which floor you prefer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have guessed, these restaurants (as with so many in the area) specialize mostly in seafood, but there are chicken and burgers for those who aren't into fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shared a bottle of Washington State (Columbia Valley) Riesling with two of my dinner companions.  Very very nice.  And for dinner, I had Mahi Mahi tacos with tortilla chips and fresh salsa.  Very mild and delicious.  I thought the prices were pretty reasonable too.  My entree, which was one of the cheaper ones, was about $10 or so.  The bottle of wine that I shared was around $25, which doesn't seem so bad when split 3 ways (hey, I got very cheap wine in Europe...I guess I'm spoiled, so I had to balk just slightly at the price).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most entrees on the menu were between $10-$20 range.  So if you're more of an Applebees/TGI Friday's type when it comes to restaurant prices, this may be a place you only want to visit occasionally.  But trust me, it's worth it.  The service was impeccable as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For large groups however, the seating can be tricky.  We were separated over 2 tables and it didn't make it easy for us to all talk together.  You could really only talk to the people sitting around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyster Bar &amp; Grill/Anthony's Home Port is part of a larger chain of restaurants scattered around the Pacific Northwest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can &lt;a href="http://www.anthonys.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for their website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have started my memoirs of my four years living in Germany.  I brought the prologue and part of the first chapter to my writers' group today, and I got very positive feedback on it (and a few laughs, which is precisely what I was going for).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a writers' conference here in July where some nonfiction editors will be present, so that would be a good opportunity for me to hawk my manuscript and see if I can get any takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited!  My writers' group seems eager for me to bring in other parts of it while I'm writing it, so I would only be too happy to oblige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ***&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upcoming posts:  Friday night, I have plans to attend a performance of &lt;a href="http://www.giordanojazzdance.com/"&gt;Giordano Jazz Dance Chicago&lt;/a&gt; in Auburn.  So I will write a review of that, since they travel around and there's a chance they could come somewhere near you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in May, I will be going to Rochester, NY for 2 weeks for training for my new job.  I don't know how much sightseeing time I'll get, since I'll be kept pretty busy, but I'll try to get out and see some of the local attractions.  I'll have one weekend while I'm there, and I had thought about driving to Niagara Falls, but something has come up in my family where they will be in New York City around that time, so I may end up going to NYC that weekend instead.  It won't be a sightseeing trip though, which is unfortunate, because I have never been to NYC except to pass through JFK Airport.  But I'll try to have some content to put up here regardless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-7524339034469898765?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7524339034469898765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=7524339034469898765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7524339034469898765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/7524339034469898765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/another-local-restaurant-recommendation.html' title='Another Local Restaurant Recommendation'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-5361139354323317614</id><published>2008-03-17T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:39:54.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tacoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Getting Your Irish On in Tacoma</title><content type='html'>I was invited out by some friends this evening to celebrate St. Patrick's Day.  I wasn't sure what exactly was in store, but I knew it involved a pub somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ended up at &lt;a href="http://www.doylespublichouse.com/"&gt;Doyle's Public House&lt;/a&gt;, near the waterfront, which looked like a perfectly delightful pub, when not completely stuffed full of people.  Apparently, they sponsor Tacoma's largest St. Patrick's Day party.  They were expecting so many people that they had to set up a beer tent.  Everyone looked to be having a great time, but it was really too crowded for us.  We all had one drink and then decided to go elsewhere, especially since we were in need of sustenance.  We also wanted live entertainment, but they weren't planning to have any until 9 pm, and we were there sometime between 6-7 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doyle's seems to have a pretty decent menu, but I don't think the focus was on food this evening.  Still, I would like to go back on a night that's nowhere near an Irish holiday.  It looked like a cozy little place to kick back and have a pint or two, with some yummy pub food like bangers and mash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...in search of dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made a dash for &lt;a href="http://www.katiedowns.com/"&gt;Katie Downs&lt;/a&gt;, an Irish-themed tavern and eatery that's right on the water.  I've been past the restaurant before and it's in a beautiful area, with walking trails that give you a nice view of the sound and both of the nearby mountain ranges (including a stunning view of Rainier on clear days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, Katie Downs still had tables available, and they had some Irish specials this evening: corned beef and cabbage, lamb stew, and reuben sandwiches.  By the time we got there, they were out of everything but the reuben sandwiches, and they still had their regular menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, they have the best pizza in Washington state, but I didn't test this claim.  Instead, I ordered fish and chips, and ate them the British way, with copious amounts of malt vinegar.  Very good, but huge portions.  We also split appetizers: onion rings, calamari, and spicy shrimp diavolo.  All very good (and I'm not a huge fan of calamari, so I don't say this lightly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere was fun.  The best part - NOBODY UNDER 21 ALLOWED!  So if you want a laidback, adults-only evening, this is the place to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this evening, they had a couple of musicians playing drums and bagpipes, and they gave free raffle tickets to everyone because they were giving away all kinds of prizes.  But they were just t-shirts and ball caps and stuff like that with beer logos on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really liked this place and I would love to come back again with Lance, especially on a warm day when we can sit out on the deck over the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had a really enjoyable evening.  It was much better than sitting at home.  And the more I get to know of Tacoma, the more I like it.  I feel it's highly underrated and often overlooked in favor of Seattle, when Tacoma has so much going for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-5361139354323317614?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5361139354323317614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=5361139354323317614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5361139354323317614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/5361139354323317614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/getting-your-irish-on-in-tacoma.html' title='Getting Your Irish On in Tacoma'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-280580758678336791</id><published>2008-03-09T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T10:20:18.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spottedbylocals.com</title><content type='html'>I know some GK-area folks still read this.  And this is why I am passing this information along.  If you've always been interested in breaking into travel writing, this could be your chance!  Proximity to Aachen and Maastrict probably count, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to pass this along to anyone you think might be interested. (Tiffany, if you see this, you might want to post this on your blog.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know people in Europe who would like to write about their city?&lt;br /&gt;We are a new city-blog network (www.spottedbylocals.com). For expansion in Europe we're looking for a lot of locals that like to write about their city! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are we looking for? &lt;br /&gt;As a Spotter you do not have to be a professional journalist. English will probably not be your mother tongue. That’s OK! Most important of all is that you: &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Live in a large city in Europe; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Consider yourself a local (you don’t have to be a native); &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Love your city, and you would like to share your enthusiasm by writing about it; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Have a bit of spare time (a couple of hours per month). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s in it for you? &lt;br /&gt;An opportunity to promote yourself online. Also, we will compensate you financially by a share of advertising income. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you interested? Do you know anybody that may be interested? Please let me know! &lt;br /&gt;Spotters@SpottedbyLocals.com &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I got this notice through LinkedIn - http://www.linkedin.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-280580758678336791?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/280580758678336791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=280580758678336791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/280580758678336791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/280580758678336791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/spottedbylocalscom.html' title='spottedbylocals.com'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-8091454001477417755</id><published>2008-03-02T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:39:53.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Advice I'm Passing Along</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most people are not avid readers of travel blogs and websites like I am, but I came across this post on &lt;em&gt;Notes From a Cafe&lt;/em&gt;, and it's certainly worth sharing.  For those of you who have trouble planning itineraries, or for those of you (and I've dealt with this enough myself) who get guests coming to visit who have no idea what they want to do and expect you to do the travel planning for them, here is some great advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://notesfromacafe.net/Travel-Tips/making-a-list-checking-it-twice"&gt;Making A List, Checking It Twice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done this before when planning trips, although I always keep the list filed away in my brain instead of on paper.  Or I get a guidebook and either highlight what I especially want to see (I advise against doing this if the book doesn't actually belong to you) or getting those little Post-It flags to mark the pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will add to this that if you have one of those situations where people are coming to visit you and expect you to plan what they are going to do, at least try and get some sense of what they might enjoy (if you don't know that already).  If they're not into art, it won't be fun for them (or you) if you drag them to art museum after art museum.  If they're not outdoorsy types, a hike through a national forest is going to be more torture than vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the link above at least tells you of a good way to start your planning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-8091454001477417755?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8091454001477417755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=8091454001477417755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8091454001477417755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/8091454001477417755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/03/some-advice-im-passing-along.html' title='Some Advice I&apos;m Passing Along'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3462346019567867660.post-1056691511879001718</id><published>2008-01-16T18:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:41:27.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seattle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant recommendations'/><title type='text'>Salmon, Starbucks and the Sights of Seattle</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have been living in suburban Seattle now for over a month.  But we've been so busy getting settled in that I haven't had any chance at all to actually go to Seattle and explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruth is here visiting from Germany.  She is from here.  Her sister, Marianne, lives here.  So they invited me to join them for a fun excursion to Olympic Sculpture Park, Pike Place Market, and whatever else captured our fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drove to Marianne's house this morning.  She lives in a very attractive neighborhood by Lake Washington, and it was a pleasant drive to her house - around 20 miles from Kent and about 40 minutes to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed there for a short while and enjoyed a cup of tea while Ruth and I caught up.  Then we hopped in Ruth's rental car and headed downtown.  Nice scenery on the way, but you can't really go anywhere in Seattle that doesn't have a view of the mountains or the water (or both).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop - &lt;a href="http://www.seattleartmuseum.org/visit/OSP/"&gt;Olympic Sculpture Park&lt;/a&gt; (in the Belltown District), which is free to the public.  We spent over an hour here.  The park offers fantastic views of the Seattle skyline as well as the Sound.  Hopefully, my pictures will reflect that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we ended our tour around the park, we stopped in a place called the Vivarium, which was basically a green house displaying a huge Hemlock tree (I think it was Hemlock...I can't remember what she said).  The tree was uprooted, but there was a lot of new growth on it.  It was a bit of Washington wilderness in the middle of an urban landscape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we got back in the car the headed up toward &lt;a href="http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/frameset.asp?flash=false"&gt;Pike Place Market&lt;/a&gt;, which is probably the most famous attraction in Seattle next to the Space Needle.  We were going to stop at Typhoon Restaurant (Thai food), but it was closed for renovation.  So we decided to choose a restaurant at the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a place to park and first walked up the Harbor Steps and up to the Seattle Art Museum before going around to Pike Place Market.  We didn't stop in the art museum, but the sight of the giant, hammer-wielding silhouette in front of the museum is rather arresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after stopping for that photo op, we walked into Pike Place Market, where Ruth told me that I had to pose for a photo with Rachel the Pig.  This pig sculpture, which was wearing a feather boa, sits in front of the seafood stand where they throw the fish.  So I tried to hoist myself up there and found that she was pretty tall.  Marianne helped me, and the guys at the fish place where hootin' and hollerin' at me...apparently thrilled at the sight of me sitting on the pig.  It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once that photo was taken, I tried to get one of them throwing the fish around, but they were too fast for my camera.  They threw a stuffed fish at us, and I got a photo of Ruth with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were right by &lt;a href="http://www.placepigalle-seattle.com/"&gt;Place Pigalle&lt;/a&gt;, a seafood/french restaurant, so we decided to eat there.  We were seated at a table by the window, which had a gorgeous view of Puget Sound and the mountains beyond.  We had a lovely lunch, talking and watching the ferries go back and forth.  I had a warm beet salad with goat cheese and mustard vinaigrette and a cup of french onion soup.  So simple and amazing.  Ruth ordered the salmon special, and shared some with me, and it was so melt-in-your-mouth delicious.  Marianne had mussels with chorizo and pasta, which also looked completely yummy.  After our very satisfying lunch, we moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meandered around the market, poking in shops here and there.  I picked up a couple pieces of homemade Turkish Delight at a restaurant called Turkish Delight, which also serves doner kebap (must go back there when I need a doner fix).  We stopped at Three Girls Bakery, where I picked up a couple of fudge brownies for Lance and I to have for dessert tonight (we haven't torn into them yet, but judging by the popularity of this bakery, I'm guessing the brownies will be fantastic)...(&lt;strong&gt;Edited to add &lt;/strong&gt;- Oh. My. God.  Yum yum yum!).  We stopped at Seattle's Best Coffee for macchiatos, and Ruth had to tell the barista how to make the Latte Macchiatos that we were accustomed to drinking in Europe.  But the barista got it, spot on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of wandering around, sampling the various delights of the market, it was time to head back to the car.  We took a detour through the lobby of the art museum, which had a very unusual display of Ford Tauruses (you will see them in my photo album), and then we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my impression of Seattle: love, love, LOVE it.  Crazy in love.  I understand now why everyone said that I would love it and feel at home here.  It's artsy.  It's hip.  It's laidback.  It's fun.  It's colorful.  It's vibrant.  And it's just so very very cool.  I am so happy that we live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adobe.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=17mxj6bn.3md1ep13&amp;x=0&amp;y=phqe81 "&gt;Pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3462346019567867660-1056691511879001718?l=itinerantwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1056691511879001718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3462346019567867660&amp;postID=1056691511879001718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1056691511879001718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3462346019567867660/posts/default/1056691511879001718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itinerantwriter.blogspot.com/2008/01/salmon-starbucks-and-sights-of-seattle.html' title='Salmon, Starbucks and the Sights of Seattle'/><author><name>Karyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10768200973921877525</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ltvvgwwKGc/TkH9dDz7WYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/g7HEwdnN620/s220/tree.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
