After a day at work and a long flight on Friday, I couldn’t quite tear my eyes open at six in the morning like I wanted to. But I did manage to get out of bed by 8 and go grab some continental breakfast. Cereal, hot waffle, coffee, all the usual. Nothing special, but it’s a $30 Priceline hotel, so I can’t complain. Outside the hotel though, is a sight not often seen in New Hampshire. The gopher friends have been doing some hard work over night…
Without much delay, I took a quick shower and headed out. The plan was to go to REI to grab some ski wax and a new (warmer) hat, then go to the Pike Place Market and all the surrounding awesome stores that I usually visit, and then finally go to Walmart to stock up on food for the week.
When I parked my car in Seattle, I was very glad that I did so at a covered lot. Suddenly a torrential downpour hit with thunder, gusty winds and rain as if it was being poured out of a bucket. It was pretty warm all day, however, and it was cool to see flowers still blooming throughout the city as if it’s March or April.
Seattle has three seasons, spring, summer, and fall.
As usual, not being able to resist the temptation of all the wonderful foods at and around the market, I dropped a couple hundred on smoked salmon, fresh salmon, Rocky Mountain Chocolate apples, Beecher’s cheese curds, coffee, honey, honey cream, and a few other things. I don’t think anyone can resist buying at least something at this market because everything is just so good.
My personal favorite always used to be Seattle’s Best Coffee at the corner in Post Alley. That “original” Seattle’s Best store closed last year, however and has since been replaced by some ginger beer place which I don’t care about. So now my favorite food spot at the market is probably Piroshki Piroshki which has some really great Russian bakery. Ok, well I might be a little biased, but it’s still really good.
After spoiling myself at the market and stocking up with some things to bring back home when I leave, I left Seattle and started north towards Vancouver. The drive from Seattle to Vancity is about 2 hours, not bad, given the fairly large distance. The 70 (80) MPH speed limit makes up for it though. The border wait time was impressively short compared to last year. I was able to cross in about 10 minutes.
And finally, after a four hour drive and a few stops to stock up with food for the week and buy a SIM card for my phone, I was in Whistler. A bit disappointing, seeing as the rain made it all the way up to Whistler, with more RAIN, not snow in the forecast for the entire week. Ullr, where the heck are you!? Bring us snow!
It’s getting really late, so I won’t make this a long one, but I made the King Salmon I bought at the market for dinner with some potatoes, and celebrated my arrival with some Snoqualmie Riesling.
Tomorrow, first day of skiing in this beautiful place. Lights start spinning at 8:30 AM, so I better by up by 6.