It was my first time attending an NFL game in real life! It was a beautiful day, and we had great seats. Andy was extremely excited. We sat between Bears fans and Seahawks fans. Andy was a bit conflicted, since he likes the Seahawks just fine, but once a Chicagoan, always a Bears fan; he was wearing an Urlacher [Bears] jersey but wound up enthusaistically high-fiving everyone around, no matter who scored. I offered helpful observations about the game when I could. The first quarter didn't go very well for the Bears.
"The team seems a little uninspired today. The team seems like it is wishing it was on the ferry to Bainbridge Island."
"No, that's just you, hun."
Maybe. I continued knitting my fair isle sock. During halftime, Andy went to find some popcorn, and I read O Pioneers! Some people gave me weird looks, but c'mon, I'm Alicia: I get weird looks all day long. Doesn't bother me a bit.
The Bears came back in the end, and it wound up being a very exciting game. After the game, we walked uptown to our hotel, the Inn at the Market. We always stay there when we go to Seattle. I have a thing for nice hotels, as you might have noticed if you've been reading this blog for a while. I love fancy hotels.
One of our favorite restaurants, The Pink Door, is right down the alley.
It's a darling, sparkly little place, with pretty lighting and very nice food.
We ate outside, on the deck overlooking the water.
As I mentioned yesterday, it was turning into a gorgeous evening.
You could feel the chill in the air. It is no longer summertime.
We walked back down the lane to our hotel, about a block away.
And went up to the roof to watch the sunset.
Good grief, it is beautiful there.
I really love Seattle.