Just got back from Seattle. Red and I drove up there on Saturday morning. I'd told her we needed to be there by one, and that was just about what the clock said when we pulled off the exit north of downtown. We parked in a garage just by the Seattle Center.
It was a beautiful day. On the way up, we'd hit fog a couple times by Olympia and Tacoma, but by the time we got to the base of the Space Needle, the sky was bright and blue. On the elevator on the way up the operator pointed out Rainer and the Olympics to us, both of which, she told us, weren't usually as visible as that moment.
Red got a kick of out of being in the revolving door restaurant. She said there was one like that back in Cincinnati, that she used to love as a kid.
Our meal was a delicious salmon. The service was delightful.
It was truly a day to get the layout of Seattle from the tower. We made a couple full turns around the tower while we dined.
"It's always nice on my birthday," I told Red.
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