The Emerald City; Part Two.

Another reason I love Seattle is because they have bears guarding their sweet shops.


And fishermen and other sea faring types are everywhere.



I love Seattle because they seem to be sympathetic to horse and donkey difficulties.


Brad being a farmer/rancher type had to jump in an lend a hand.


I don't really care for this Christopher Columbus statue...


..or his cod piece speedo thong thing.....(I warned you it was Seattle through my eyes)...


While I'm complaining, I hate the Alaska Viaduct. It's ugly, noisy and dangerous in earthquakes. I hear they are going to take it down and build a tunnel for the traffic.


This is pretty.


Here's someone who's not sleepless in Seattle. He/she wakes up to a lovely view of Elliot Bay.


I always visit Ye Olde Curiosity Shop.


I like looking at the dead dudes and other curious oddities.




Sylvester, about 45, was found nude, half buried and mummified in the Arizona desert near Gila Bend by cowboys. It seems the poor fellow had been shot in the head and it had healed over.


Life was pretty rough back then..almost as rough is it now for Americans now without decent health care. Brad's grandfather was a settler here about 120 years ago and he writes about a young man here, who was killed for stealing cattle and his body was left for the coyotes to deal with.

I was missing William. He always enjoys Ye Olde Curiosity Shop. And right then William called all the way from Plymouth, England (where we said good riddance to some radical religious group, lol). Here I was on the Pacific coast and I'm talking to my boy on the other side of the Atlantic. William is doing very well at Plymouth University. He'd like to stay another year at least. Because of Facebook, this blog, email and cell phones, we are in contact just like he was at CWU...only difference is his room stays tidy all the time. He will be spending Christmas at my mum and dads house in Bedford which is 50 miles north of London.

William told me something incredible; he shares a house with four other students and one of them, Helen, told him her friend has been to Odessa. He thought it may have been Odessa Texas because our Odessa is in the middle of nowhere without even a traffic light.. population 900 people. Well, it turns out Helen's friend is the cousin of someone Will knows quiet well in Odessa. She told him before she had cousins in England! Isn't it a small world?

Anyway the nice chat with William took my mind off one of my biggest fears.....ending up naked and dried out in a glass case in Ye Olde Curiosity Shop with people gawking at me and taking my picture. I can hear them now, "well she was certainly well fed but what the hell is up with her hair"?