[Thursday - August 12, 2004]
Birthdays are odd little creatures. Personally, I like to avoid the specific “days” and let people enjoy the birth of me with a bit of latitude (a.k.a. the entire month of September). Anyway, Frank turned 45 this year so technically there is a ten-year span between the two of us … yes, some may sound the drums of the Lion King and sing “Circle of Life, “ but I define the circle in anything over a ten-year age difference. Quibble if you may.
The Two Towers!
Back to Frank. For his birthday this year, I decided that upon a little get away to the state of Washington. I figured, a dry run might be good and since we’ll be going to Walla Walla for the holidays, Seattle is as good as it is going to get. It turned out to be a good thing because we discovered that there are now over 40 wineries in the Walla Walla Valley and if we can’t distract ourselves in at least 40 different tastings …
Anyway, our flight was delayed but we made a safe flight (yes, yes the pilot helped) from San Francisco to Seattle, took a cab and enjoyed seeing the Space Needle up close and lit up. We arrived at the Mediterranean Inn, which according to Hotels.com was a “downtown” hotel. This is a loose definition of downtown; one not shared by the cab’s flat fee, but was indeed close to the Seattle Center, a short shopping street, and some bar with really bad Karaoke.
How bad? Let’s just say that five quart sized Long Island Ice Teas from the Rainbow Cattle Company in Guerneville, California would not have improved this ambiance. These people were pouring their hearts into the music and once in awhile hit a not on key. Otherwise the other twenty-somethings were too engrossed with browsing the song selections to listen to each other. SLAUGHTER.
Nothing like Dick's late at night!
We had a little Dick’s that night before going to bed. Interestingly, either we were really hungry or the historic little grease joint was good. I swear it was the best burger and fries I’ve had in months! Dicks is so good we witnessed an entire bridal party drive up in a limo, pile out and return five minutes later with bags of food! Hot!