The view of the Seattle’s skyline from across the harbor always gives me the warm and fuzzies.
I bet the view from the top floor is amazing.
Moving your belongings in and out of a house is hard enough on a normal street, I can hardly imagine what it’s like to navigate the narrow Elfreth’s alley, America’s oldest residential street.
North Carolina has beaches for miles.
Coming down here always reminds of my parents taking me and my brother down here every weekend to get vegetables and hopefully a piroshky or a gyro or some sushi!
Even though the Seattle Great Wheel only showed up after I moved away, when I find myself picturing the Seattle waterfront lately the wheel (along with all of Bertha’s equipment) figures prominently.
North Carolina’s Outer Banks.
Summer’s here again, which means weekends on the dock.
It’s not one of the more iconic lighthouses of the outer banks (like Cape Hateras or Bodie Island) but the diminutive Roanoke Marshes Lighthouse on Roanoke Island (yeah, that Roanoke) has a certain charm.
Puget Sound is great, but the beaches are not exactly filled with nice clean sand.