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We nab our first zucchini from the rogue garden. - IMG 3164
father and daughter with matching thumb injuries - IMG 3163
Mom works on the veil. - IMG 3162
Leslie sews table runners. - IMG 3161
Dad lends a hand with the ironing. - IMG 3160
Leslie selects just the right palm trees to frame the ceremony. - IMG 3159
Dad takes a call in IKEA...and files himself away in the warehouse. - IMG_1633
setting sun on the return drive - IMG_1632
While it was never, evidently, a firehouse, it was a brothel. Good times! - IMG_1631
Bryan & Leslie at the Firehouse - IMG_1630
We meet the colorful regulars at the Firehouse, a common 5:00 stop for locals. Here, Mason Jar the dog distains the offered water and eyes the Corona. - IMG_1629
Bryan requests a toy store stop. - IMG_1628
Pioneer Square itself - IMG_1626
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Pioneer Square area - IMG_1623
Bryan sticks his parking receipt in the window. - IMG_1622
old brick buildings - IMG_1621
Public library, out the car window on a serious hill - IMG_1620
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At the Experience Music Project, a two-story tower of famous (and filler) guitars - IMG_1616
Buildings that were probably really cool in the 60s - IMG_1615
Stop #2: clam chowder. - IMG_1612
We couldn't settle one one place for lunch, so we skipped around. The Oriental Market was stop #1 for pork adobo. - IMG_1611
For Cameron: ocarinas. We would have bought you one, but they were a bit out of the price range. - IMG_1610
Bryan marvels at the garlic size.