Two weeks (sort of) back in time … Salty sea air, toes in the sand. The train screeches by. Clear, swooshing water as the boats pass along the Fremont canal. Fresh, crispy croissants and fruit pastries from Bésalu. The influx of sweet, bright, really really pretty cafés tinted a pale blue and scented with roasted …
My Week with Mark – The Beginning
Mark is visiting for the week from Burlingame, California (south of San Francisco). As his friend and tour guide, I’m trying to show him the fair city of Seattle. Though aside from a history tour of Pike Place Market, our main haunts seem to be restaurants and bars. How does that happen? Oh, we did …
