My co-resident Bri loathes the Duck Boats in Seattle. You know the ones. They surface in any major touristy city – D.C., San Fran, Branson, Newport, KY, Boston, Philly, Boston and Stone Mountain, GA and are amphibious tour busses (boats). They’re slightly.. okay, really annoying – a major feature is that they use loud quackers to get locals to wave at them and acknowledge their presence.
Duck boat on land
Any real local just kind of tolerates them as a tourist attraction and sometimes this toleration boils over into true abhorrence, à la my friend Bri. She has told me multiple times how much she hates them and that no matter what, never in a million years would she get on one. Never, one must always remember, is a very strong word.
Bri’s birthday was this past week and so Kat and I concocted a brilliant plan to get her on one of these tourist traps. First, Bri owed us pedicures for part of our birthday presents from back in March. So off to Wallingford we went to collect at Night Lite Nails.
Clockwise from upper left: Bri, Kat and I.
And then lunch at my favorite Mexican place in Seattle, TNT Taqueria:
From there we convinced her through a series of lies and half truths that we were going down to the Seattle Center and managed to make it there without too much suspicion. The only trouble was when we neared the Duck Tour station (“Oh I just want to check the price of a ticket for when my family comes in town…”), she began to suspect the inevitable and took off running away down the block. Luckily we had more co-ressies meeting us there and Matt graciously tracked Bri down from her sprint and carried her back to her own special seat on the Duck:
All touristy annoyingness aside, it’s kind of nice to see your own city with someone else driving. I learned a lot today and hopefully it’ll make me a better tour guide for our all visitors out here.
Nice picture of the Market without having to dodge traffic
The Waterfront without trying to find parking
Bri began to forgive me after I gave her a commemorative birthday duckie I stole from work (we give these to the kids too small enough for the toys from the coin machine).
It’s awesome how much public art our city has, especially downtown.
Seattle landmark Pink Elephant Car Wash (first automated car wash in the nation) – where Elvis cleaned his pink cadillac daily during the 1962 World’s Fair
Over the Aurora bridge – so nice to have the luxury to take pictures and not be concerned while driving so far up!
We picked an awfully good day – you could see the Mountain out in all her splendor.
Bri, Karen, Kat, Matt and Karin
After we crossed over into North Seattle we entered for a quick dip in Lake Union in North Lake
In the water we got incredible views of Gas Works Park
Gas Works and Kite Hill
Matt, Ian, Me, Bri and Kat
Sleepless in Seattle Houseboat
Group shot on the Duck
While in North Lake we also saw the charred boats from last week’s 4th of July fire.
Out towards the Ballard Locks going towards Puget Sound
View from the back of the Duck
All in all I found it an enthusiastic view of our adopted city. There were some lies (we do not call the Burke-Gilman Trail the “Spandex Highway” even though there are a lot of bikes) and some history lessons (in 1889 the Great Seattle Fire destroyed the entire 25 blocks of the city, but only one person died), a few good city pictures and a lot of fun with the co-ressies. Bri said she didn’t like it, but she’s smiling in all the pictures, so you be the judge:
Ian, Me, Matt, Bri, Jim, Karin, Kat and Karen