12 Hours in the City

Starting around 11:00 a.m. yesterday, my uncle, the famous Seattle Sketcher, and I went to explore the wonders of downtown Seattle. We started at the Seattle Folk Life Festival, a merry place of hippies, art and music.


Though I don't have any pictures, the fennel crusted fried chicken with a kale slaw and pickled and charred jalapeno aioli sauce on a potato ciabatta bun I had for lunch upon arriving was phenomenal. After eating, we set out to tour the stalls, ad performers.

The festival was fun for all ages. All the young ones seemed to flock to the large fountain toward the center of Seattle Center, where the festival was being held.

Then, after a short ride on the mono-rail to the heart of downtown, and a coffee break at the starbucks, we set off to explore. We had a date with the rest of the family at Safeco Field later that night for a Mariners game, but that wasn't until 7, so we had some time to kill.

Being the prolific urban sketcher that he is, my uncle was able to tell a story for almost every old building, iconic landmark and back alley. He led me on a whirlwind tour through Pike Place Market, the gum wall below, the very first Starbucks, and the historic waterfront. 

After the tour, we walked the several blocks to the game. The Mariners lost 9-4 to the Astros, but it was still a good game, and a good day. Big thanks to my uncle for showing me around and hanging out all day. I had a blast. 

This man was trying to sell kettle corn and peanuts outside the field.