[rDay363 / Seattle Day Three / Tuesday]
I’m stuck in my fantasies; I don’t know whether I would want to live in the Seattle Library (they might not allow that) or in one of the old hotels/apartments in the International District. Or in the warehouse and industrial area of Ballard where I saw the gaggle of old Volvos.
So on the day of our visit to Velouria, we continued to walk around downtown. One of the highlights was lunch at the deli at Uwajimaya (where we shared a table with Jeffrey, who invited us to sample his pickled radish.).
