Seattle. Home of Microsoft, Boeing and Starbucks, to name but a few. We have never heard a bad word spoken about Seattle and so we decided to see for ourselves what it was about. We lucked out with perfect weather in the Pacific Northwest, which was an auspicious start in itself. Apparently October is their driest month, but with temperate rain forest climates, you just never know!
Our first day was spent gathering information for the next day when our friends would join us, so that we could make the most of our subsequent three days. Don wanted to visit the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation as he is doing some writing and work in the area of philanthropy at the moment. There was a very interactive display where I learned more about the Foundation’s work. It is a large complex and one can only imagine the ideas that were being contemplated within its walls on that Thursday morning.
The EMP Museum (see above photos), designed by the famous architect Frank Gehry, was a case of serendipity, neither of us being aware it was there. But it was the building itself that mesmerised me, its contents of Pop Culture not being my strongest interest. If you are into Star Wars and Nirvana, though, you are in for a treat!
One of the places near the top of my list to visit was the Seattle Public Library–but not for books, for the architecture. I have never ever been in a library like it. It was truly inspiring and were it not for Ailsa’s recommendation I would have probably not known about it.
The surprise of the stay was the newly opened Impressionist exhibition at SAM (Seattle Art Museum). Due to the renovations happening in the National Gallery in Washington DC, paintings from the areas under construction were being circulated around the country. Any time I can see Edouard Vuillard, Manet, Cezanne, Pissarro Bonnard, Renoir and others, is a good day. I do invoke my one hour rule, however. It has been my observation over many years of visiting museums, galleries and architectural masterpieces, that after an hour my brain is sodden with information, dripping out my ears and onto the floors. I simply cannot absorb any more at one time. So my only choice is to see whatever I can as often as possible. Nasty job, but one to which I’m willing to sacrifice myself.
If the Impressionist exhibition was the surprise of the visit, then it is fair to say the Seattle Aquarium was the jewel in the crown. It was the most stunning aquarium any of us have ever seen. It was as close to seeing the Pacific marine life, via deep sea diving, as you could get on dry land. There were even pools created with waves washing over the live anemone and coral, some you were even allowed to touch with bare hands! There was a live octopus, a tank of jelly fish, sea otters and sea lions, eels and on and on.
A little known characteristic of mine–I do not feel the need to climb or elevate to great heights to ‘enjoy the view’. Taurus, the bull, is an earth dweller, so that may have something to do with it. I’m not worried about heights, I’m just not particularly interested, or moved by them, either. Odd thing? I love climbing to the top of the small rocky outcrops nearby our house, but that is the extent of it. My travel companions seemed more keen to see what was at the top of the Space Needle, so I went along–the first time. I opted out of the second time when the queue was long and tedious and I wanted to be taking photos and having a drink. The Space Needle was erected for the 1962 World’s Fair as an example of architecture of the future. Small problem… it is a hugely inefficient use of space! Still, it distinguishes Seattle’s skyline and judging from the queue, attracts many visitors into the city.
I need to say a word about glass. Chihuly. (pron: che-hoo-lee) If you have never seen or heard of Chihuly’s glasswork, it is truly unique. He is a genius with glass. We have seen numerous of his works over the years and we would never miss an opportunity to see more. His permanent Glass and Garden Exhibition in the middle of Seattle was amazing.
In between all these spectacular things, was the spectacular time with our friends. It was three days we will never forget.

Only a projected image of the room in which I actually stood in the Hermitage three years ago, but it evoked fresh emotion.
But wait, there’s more… there is the return to OZ. This time we decided to stop for a couple of nights in Melbourne to shake the travel dust from ourselves and have a look around. As luck would have it, the Exhibition from the Hermitage was at the National Gallery of Victoria and so once again, our eyes feasted on some of the greatest art our species has to offer. We actually saw a couple of the same pieces IN the Hermitage a few years ago and there was something deja vu and goose-bumpy about it all. That is twice in one trip that I was brought to emotional response from beautiful art. What a privilege.
We always enjoy Melbourne for its uniquely European/Asian/Australian vibe. There were times when I wondered where I was–fresh off the plane and with the exotic faces and languages around me. I was reminded what a ‘yarn bomb‘ looks like! It’s a real thing and it was happening in Melbourne, and apparently, all over the world. If only I could knit.
Also we had a look inside the Bank Museum–boring name for a very interesting place. The original ANZ bank building has been thoughtfully conserved, retaining much of its character, but brilliantly attached to the new, very modern, headquarters. In the photo above you can see the new tower’s architectural nod to the original building. I just love it when cities mindfully restrain themselves from destroying everything old and replacing it with new.
And so, what does cheesecake have to do with travel? I will leave you with this photo of my dear, lovely, funny Mother, who says (and I quote)
Eat cheesecake and break a few chairs”
Travel is my metaphorical cheesecake, and breaking of chairs. My life has been greatly enriched from it, though I don’t mind telling you, a few pieces of real cheesecake have been consumed along the way… once, even in a limo in New York City. Oh yeah.
Great post, especially to see the wonders of Seattle, home of Geekdom, and also my home town, Melbourne too. Love your mother’s cheesecake quote.
Yarn bombing is big in Melbourne but even out here in the suburbs,it has its place too. The little village of Hurstbridge has an annual Wattle Festival- the knitters and crocheters yarn bomb the town in yellow.
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Haha, great description of Seattle, home of Geekdom! It really is, but it is also a very, very liveable city, first on the list in 2013, according to Americans. I think I’ll do a separate post about it as I still have some nice photos I haven’t used and it’s worth a deeper look. We had a small yarn bomb here in Alice that made me smile, but the big ones in Melbourne were quite something!Thanks Francesca.
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The World is your Oyster…don’t forget the crackers! Mel
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Sometimes I think I am the crackers, Mel. Thanks for reading, I hope you are drying out from the floods. x
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Looks like my kind of travel. Enjoyed your post, esp marvelled at the first glass sculpture, it’s exquisite! Thanks for the glimpse of Melbourne, I miss it!!
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Thanks Sandra. We always enjoy Melbourne, so I can imagine you do miss it.
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Somehow the opportunity to travel got lost in my life… so far… But I love seeing it through others eyes, and words. And I am a fan of Dale Chihuly’s glass. I’m so happy you got to see it and admire it too 🙂
I love yarn bombing… of course it was very popular at one time in the inner west of Sydney… haven’t seen it for a while though.
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We first saw Chihuly’s glass at a gallery opening in Naples Florida, nearly 20 years ago and we have been chasing it ever since. He really has a gift. The travel bug bit and infected me early in life and I’ve been having relapses ever since! I find it harder to go for long trips now, and this year spent quite a bit of time at home, which I needed. Thanks for reading Dale.
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I really enjoyed this piece Ardys, am also a fan of Chihuly glass, loved the picture of Aunt Ula and remember the cheesecake limo tour as though it were yesterday! Good travels, great memories….. Priceless!
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Isn’t the cheesecake limo tour a great memory? Now that it’s public I wonder if it will become ‘a thing’. 🙂 xxx
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A perfect description of an extraordinary weekend. I left Seattle wanting to visit again. Cheesecake in this manner comes with calorie burn for sure. How many miles did we walk? Love the Melbourne Morning photo. It has so many color surprises in it. And your mother is so funny. We have yarn-bomb here, too. I just didn’t know it had a name!!
Now who would spoil you with cheesecake in a limo? lol
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Did you know you were creating a life memory with that cheesecake limo ride? No, I hadn’t realised the yarn bombs we had here in Alice had a name either, I just knew they brought a smile to my face, like you. xxx
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Forrest and I were married at a little Celtic church on Puget Sound in Allyn, WA. We spent the night before our wedding touring Seattle, taking in much of the night life. We had such a good time that night that we spent a good deal of our honeymoon touring the city and driving to surrounding mountains and parks. I love that area, but the few times we’ve been back I get sick from the dampness (mold) by day three. 😦
I am a big fan of Chihuly. Any time we are able to see some of his work we make an effort to visit. There is a Chihuly gallery in Las Vegas that is outstanding, and the Bellagio Hotel there also has a stunning display. I believe even at the Oklahoma City Museum of Art there is a beautiful Chihuly glass collection, where a 55 foot tower is showcased in the atrium.
I love hearing about your travels, Ardys. Great title by the way! 🙂
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What a shame Seattle’s dampness makes you sick! Humidity and I are not friends, but mostly because it just drains my energy, but I can take it for a few days. I’m so glad to know about the Chihuly glass in other places, in case we are there. After out last trip to Vegas we felt we’d had enough, but that was before the Bellagio was built so we didn’t see his glass there. Thanks so much Lori.
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