We were now downtown and i couldn't resist buying a football from the Nike shop whilst owen got some trainers and I also purchased a smooth pair of Levi's in what must have been record time - none of us like shopping. Ian also gave money to a busker! He was brilliant at playing makeshift drums on the pavement.
We then went to meet up with a chunk of the people from last night at a barbecue being hosted at Tara's and had to negotiate the almost physically impossible hills of Seattle that were right in the city centre and shat ourselves when we had to stop on the cusp of a hill with a busy street and the sea behind us. I was genuinely terrified but Ian pulled through with his Clarkson-esque driving skills and political views. We had a lovely balmy Saturday evening with the addition of a Texan named Dan and Elliot's girlfriend Cara (sp?).
More good banter, good food and two Highland Terriers called Maguire and Abbey who couldn't have been more different.
After watching a few Curb Your Enthusiasms we tailed Elliot around town in search of a lesbian birthday party but couldn't park up anywhere.
The first downer in the town happened when we missed the midnight Pink Floyd laser show by one minute and couldn't get in. The theatre was again, just round the corner from us and we did get the consolation of seeing car after car after car of creepy creepy men cruising the streets looking for payable pusseh. How we laughed t'ward them.
We thought we'd get back to the 1970's hotel and tell Jesse all about it but he wasn't there.....something strange is going on.....
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