Underground Tour

Normally I find doing the usual touristy things (in my home city or elsewhere) to be gauche and annoying. But I'll admit, they are usually pretty fun once you (I) get down off your (my) high horse and DO them. Bryn and I spent the morning doing some roaming in Pioneer Square to celebrate the third anniversary of the day we met. Since he's so very proper and also slightly crazy, he made sure to let me know that it was our leather anniversary and to plan accordingly. He kept threatening me with strange bondage gear outfits from The Crypt, but I knew he was only (mostly?) kidding. Our gifts to each other? We ended up with a lovely matching set of anniversary gloves. Mine are tasteful black, to be picked up later this month when a new shipment arrives with my size. His are garish yellow, like a cross between a school bus and a bottle of mustard. Of course, his size was in stock. I don't know anyone else who would actually buy that color.



Anyhow, we ended up going on the Underground Tour also, which was super fun. There were only maybe two other people on the tour from Seattle, with people from across the country and also some from Thailand and London. The guides made corny jokes. The underground parts were cool and creepy. And I learned some more interesting details about this city I grew up in. We also wanted to go to the observation deck at Smith Tower, but alas, it was closed today. It is kind of cool to think though, that when it was built in 1914 it was the tallest building in the world outside of New York City. And it was the tallest building west of the Mississippi for a really long time (almost fifty years). The photos above are from the tour and also a shot of Smith Tower.