As single people.
Aside from getting a fancy room, we also opted for breakfast at the hotel. While we were waiting, we took a pre-ring picture.
Though I felt like I was tempting fate to mail announcements before the ceremony, my want to get those envelopes out the door ASAP outweighed my worry about tempting fate. So I set off for the post office. Here’s what I saw along the way.
This gorgeous building, currently not occupied.
I love all the brickwork and detail.
These lovely lights.
This mural.
The actual mailing of the announcements. You can see I was nearly 14 minutes into my walk when I took this picture.
This was my favorite find.
Look at these great stairs. And landscaping!
More great muralage.
A gorgeous old Woolworth’s building. (A thing I just learned from Wikipedia while looking up the possessive situation with the Woolworth name: On October 20, 2001, the company changed names again; taking the name of its top retail performer and became Foot Locker, Inc., which Woolworth started in 1974. The corporate history of Woolworth is legally included in the history of Foot Locker, Inc., which is the legal continuation of Woolworth. Who knew? Not me!)
I thought it was interesting that Idaho ranch land was offered for sale in Tacoma.
This gorgeous quartet of ghost murals. I think a building must have come down fairly recently for that outfitting company’s to be so vibrant. That, or it is a recreation. But see that line above it? I’m leaning toward the first theory.
And more ghost murals.
Who knew that Rossell G. O’Brien started this particular tradition? Not me! (It’s slightly less interesting than the Woolworth/Footlocker connection.)
Even more muralage, this time with the building at the beginning of the post.
This gorgeous mosaic.
And finally, back at the Elks Temple, the joy that is the fifth floor.
We ate our last dinner as single people at the Over the Moon Cafe, which was just around the corner from our hotel. The food was delicious. It’s very much a place to go for big occasions, like anniversaries and the like.
Aside from delicious food and drink, every table had a small box where people leave notes about their meal and celebration. I left one.
Just to establish the angle of the streets just outside our hotel.
The Elks Temple is a gorgeous little beacon in Tacoma. This was our first time visiting.
We splurged on the room, and it did not disappoint.
It had a very pretty balcony.
And a fun view of the herb garden.
And a gorgeous view of Commencement Bay.
But also, the local person highlighted was a twirler! Yay marching band representation!
Stop number two on our journey to Tacoma was this National Wildlife Refuge.
A very fun way to encourage distance.
For a time, this was a kind of corporate farm. A businessman built a huge dike and ran his farm using all the most modern techniques. That included building these two gorgeous barns.
Eventually, the farm was not profitable, and the dike was breached to restore the tidal flats. Now, visitors can take a long walk through the tidal flats. We did this, it was fun.
Us at the end of the boardwalk. There was a woman having a very intense phone conversation, one that would have better been had in private, so we didn’t stay long.
Tidal flats.
There were a lot of birdwatchers. They had a lot of gear. I had a small camera. This was the bird I too a picture of.
Given that it doesn’t take much time to drive to Tacoma, I planned two side jaunts on the way up. The Mima Mounds Natural Area Preserve was the first.
The interesting thing about the Mima Mounds is that there is no clear answer about why the mounds are there. We hiked through the site and also came back with no clear answers. But it’s fun to see them undulate across the landscape.
As you can see, the mounds are not very high. But when seeing them rise across the landscape (see this picture) they make an impression.
We also saw some scat. It is apparently a very seedy time for this animal.
Heads up. This will be a bunch of photos that are not well taken. I’m not in peak form for photo composition.
I decided to take the bus to Seaside for the day as a summer activity. There was some confusion where to load onto the bus. My ticket very clearly instructed me it was NOT loading at the train station, so I spent 45 minutes waiting at the Greyhound stop outside the train station, only to eventually hear an announcement that my bus was loading at the train station. So there was that.
Once I got on the bus, though, I hit transportation eavesdropping gold. Four college students who had internships at Intel, Nike, and Adidas, but were from the same college in Texas, chatted all about their Portland adventures. Plus they gossiped about people they knew. I find listening to gossip about people I don’t know to be one of life’s more sublime things.
The bus stops at Camp 18 to switch drivers. I think one driver does the coast part and the other does the Portland-to-Camp-18 part.
The bus stops first in Canon Beach, then in Seaside before going to Astoria. In Seaside, the drop off point was the youth hostel. I thought I knew where that was located, but I did not. It’s closer to the cineplex than downtown Seaside, so I had a bit more of a walk than I thought.
I had fish and chips at the place I like to have fish and chips and then headed to the promenade. It was overcast.
I did some beach sitting and reading and people watching, and eventually got tired of sitting. So I did some walking.
I’m not quite sure what happened with this picture. Maybe the blurriness came from how fast I was taking the photo? Anyway, I loved how these teens were dressed alike.
I was happy to see that this building had been rescued from its decrepit state, but do miss the postcard that was painted on the side.
It turned out the overcast morning was a blessing. Because once the sun came out, there wasn’t much escaping it, especially since I’d already eaten. And I had forgotten sunscreen, so I needed to get out of the sun.
And that’s when I discovered the most amazing thing.
Back when I worked at DHM, my coworker had said in passing, “I just love playing Fascination when I’m in Seaside.” Then she mimed a grabbing something and slowly flinging it away.
I had no idea what she was talking about. I think she mentioned the arcade. That conversation got filed in my brain. But walking past the arcade, I stopped and looked in. Then hovered inside the door. Because this was Fascination.
Here’s how it works. You take a seat and put a quarter down. Or, if you are going to play more than one game, you put down a dollar. A bell rings and you roll a ball and try to get it in one of the open spaces. When you do, one of the circles on the mirror facing you lights up. If you get five in a row, you are the winner. A bell rings again and the game shuts down for everyone else. Mostly though, you aren’t a winner and are one of the people groaning that you didn’t win. But it’s still fun, even if you don’t win.
Here’s the winning breakdown.
The combo of working toward something on your own while competing in a group is incredibly fun. Apparently, Fascination used to be a regular thing at amusement parks and boardwalks, but it’s fairly high maintenance. It’s built on telephone technology (rotary telephone technology!) and so parts aren’t made anymore. Plus, it’s fairly labor intensive, as someone has to go around and collected the quarters and make change. So it’s on its way out. But for as much fun as it is, I’m glad I finally discovered it. Here’s the Wikipedia summary that lists all the remaining locations.
The bus ride home provided an equal opportunity for eavesdropping gold. Three tourists (one solo traveler, one mother-daughter combo) chatted about what they’d been up to. They were putting a good face on their trip, but I could tell Portland was kind of bringing all three of them down. I made a list of things they might like to do and handed it off as I was exiting. I hope their trip got better.
The Blythe Cricket in Joseph served us some delicious food. But even better, they had this tremendous display of colorful bakeware. It then became a conversation topic, as in, which of these items did you/do you have? I grew up with the blue cornflower square dish, and had one of those oblong tan dishes for a time. It was a gift from a woman who cleaned out her kitchen and gave me a bunch of her stuff when I moved into my first studio apartment.
I love the red, pink and green too. We also looked up when some of them were manufactured. The green in the 60s and 70s, of course. The pink and red in the 50s.
In an upper nook was all the brown corningware.
This was a fun trip down memory lane.