Walking in Seattle

We wimped out on riding today.  Jim felt a little creaky and I was just being lazy.  We decided to go in to Seattle and walk around.  The first place we went was to the Westlake Center for lunch.  It's a 4 story shopping mall in the middle of the downtown shopping core.

There's a food court on the top floor.  We decided to try Yummy Crepe.  If you're in the area, we strongly suggest giving this place a miss.

 

After what seemed like forever, I got my lunch.  Jim's identical order took even more time.  They truly are a single threaded process.  This is a ham and veggie crepe.  The veggies are lettuce and corn, with cheese sauce and mayo.  It was pretty unimpressive.

 

Thus fortified with a mediocre lunch, we struck out for the Pike Place Market.  At one time this was an actual farmer's market, selling vegetables, seafood and meat.

 

It's becoming a tourist thing.  More and more of the booths are being taken by the flower sellers.  The flowers come from out in the Carnation Valley.

 

They're really nice flowers.

 

However, the vendors who are actually selling food are suffering.  This was taken at the fish monger that does not throw fish.  One of his guys was trolling for business by asking if there was anyone in the crowd actually shopping, instead of taking pictures.  It's tough to get to the counter with all of the people off the cruise ships.  These are half cup servings of dungeness crab cocktails.  Should have gotten a couple of those!

 

This is out in front of the fish monger who does throw the fish.  It's packed!  It's always packed.  Apparently throwing the fish creates business or they wouldn't do it, but if was me looking for fish, I'd go elsewhere rather than wading through that.  Anyway, the point of my kvetching is that it pains me to see a genuine farmer's market being turned in to yet another Disney-fied tourist trap.

 

After fleeing the market, we walked down Pike Place for a bit.  In my humble opinion, these hot dogs are some of the best on the planet.  If you find yourself in the area, go eat one.

 

We managed to get out of City Kitchens (the annual sale is on) without buying another knife.  My utensil crock is officially full.  Nothing can come in unless something goes out.  Of course, that is true for most of the RV.
It's 91.9 in the shade here.  Our outdoor temperature probe is on top of the front wheel of the RV, in the very deep shade, and it's that hot.  We're not used to these temperatures.