Trip Log 1 (Feb 2nd, 2006)

It's really necessary to back blog our Seattle Trip.

The most precious advice I got for pregnancy and preparing for the family is: Always remember to leave space for you and your spouse only. Do not let the baby take over everything. It could be hard sometimes, especially after the baby is born. However, it's really important to do so. We all need some sanity time. We both need to cater our love for each other and remember how we created this wonderful little person who will replace us in future.

Perfect timing to get onto the plane. I'm not too big and I'm not that nauseaous all the time. Doctor said I could fly up till 32nd week.

It was cloudy when we landed. The rental car was a blue Chevy Aveo without even a cassette or CD player. We regretted that we could not find the charging cable for our iPods.

Chinatown was a great place for lunch. Ferry boat is a must take. The Rain God declared his appearance as we were half way on the ship. It was a one hour tour around the harbor. Nothing in comparison to the cruise in Kenai Fjords National Park, but you do see groups of male sea lions from California. They are all bachelors without mates. I do miss the times when I'm still single and can travel around the world whenever I can. Yet, I do not want to undo this baby or this marriage.

The first Starbucks store was established in 1912 at the end of Pikes Market Place. That's the only place where the symbol is a mermaid with her breasts and two tails. When they rolled the chain all over the nation, her breasts were covered by her hair. Biajee and I took great shots of her. We like naked mermaids.

Rays Boathouse is an ideal place for a nice seafood dinner. The restaurant located right on water with great views - well, if you arrive there after dark, you couldn't see too much at all.

We were both soaked with rain by dinner time and we bought the most expensive umbrella in a downtown convenient store. Sex shops are all over the place. Likewise the casinos. Seattle bears the highest suicidal rate in the nation because people get depressed easily when it is rainy or gloomy 270 days per year.

I'm happy that we still hadn't killed each other by the time we went to bed...