Broski in Seattle

With the clock ticking and the weeks flying by so fast I can barely think…I can hardly count down the days before Cheyenne and I become the Vagabonders you’ve all been waiting for. My outlook calendar looks like I’m the Secretary of State…if she indeed uses outlook, I have a “Master to-do-List” a mile long, and you got to book me out a few weeks ahead to guarantee face time. I’m kind of a big deal. :)

Having said that, you can imagine how difficult it has been to spend time with all the peeps who can’t fit in our backpacks. So, when Cheyenne and I found our labor day weekend wide open at the same time we thought it might be too good to be true and this only meant one thing…I needed a poncho and a housewarming gift.

You see…My dearest big bro, Dylan, just recently made the big move this last March and has settled in as a proud Seattleite…of which I have yet to visit! (Until this last Labor Day of course!) Being the driven bachelor that he is, his company thought he was the perfect candidate to promote and head up the new office in Seattle. Although this is fabulous news for my broski…I was selfishly sad to see him go. However, once I knew I was about to go…far far away, it was eminent that Chey and I pay him a visit.

Brother!

When we arrived in the so famously rainy city, we were graced with sunny skies. I think God must have known these Cali girls were coming. Ok, ditch the poncho! To say the least and not make this blog post five pages long…we conquered Seattle! We also fell in love!! I’ll try to be brief, but I warn you…you might be exhausted after reading this because conquering a city takes a lot of energy.

To start the trip off right the Broski out did himself this time. Little did we know he put us up for two nights at the Westin. Holla at a balla!

Chillen at our spot at the Westin. What a view!

We were immediately off to catch the Kurt Cobain exhibit at the SAM…ahhhmazing, although little bit dark. For those of you Nirvana fans, it's a must see. The first Thursday if every month not only is the SAM free, but Seattle opens its galleries to the public for what they call the “Art Walk”.

                                          

Pioneer Square is bustling…we popped into a gallery and saw glassblowing at its finest. So fascinating. Then off to 619 Art Building! This six-story warehouse is full of hundreds of local artist showcasing their work. Pop in, have some wine, check out some art of all kinds and maybe even catch some live music. Oh yes, music! This is worthy of note…in Seattle, there is live music everywhere we went. Love that!

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The city view from Queen Anne

On Friday, I swear Chey and I walked twenty-seven miles. From down town, to the space needle, up to Queen Anne, down to Pikes market and back again. In true Vagabonding fashion we randomly popped into a little shop on our way up to Queen Anna and found ourselves a sherpa. No joke. The storeowner leads treks in India and Nepal and is hooking us up when we get there. So random, but check that off the to-do list in about mmmm four months.

Saturday we checked out of the Westin and check into Casa de Dylan. A studio on the 8^th floor of the Cobb in DT Seattle. I would say you’ve officially reached baller status when you have a door man at your new digs. You feel me?

Anyway, we wrapped up our 3 day weekend with the many happy hours Seattle has to offer, a couple fairy rides, some night life…ok a lot of night life, a brief attempt at crashing Bumpershoot (Hey, the Decemberists sound just as good on a grassy knoll just outside of Seattle center’s walls). I even got to meet up with Spaggs (Sarah, I miss you friend!) who also now calls Seattle home. We hit up the first Starbucks, perused Pikes Market, cruised the underground tour, said “what’s up” to Bill Gates and went on our way.

Me and my Bro

More importantly, we got to meet so many of Dylan’s friends. I couldn’t help but get a very comforting feeling that he has found his niche there in Seattle. Just up the way from the Golden Coast we call home…this other city by the bay seems to bring the best out in him. Best way I could have booked up my Labor Day weekend ever!