While Seattle may be more polished and upscale than Tacoma, it certainly had its fair share of contradictions. On the bright side, I loved the city skyline, the historic charm of its brick buildings and underground tours, and the abundance of espresso huts and coffee shops — it’s true what they say, there’s caffeine on every corner.
We spent hours people-watching at Pike Place Market, wandered past the surprisingly artsy (and oddly captivating) gum wall, and took in the quirky charm of the lock bridge — Seattle’s own version of Paris’ love lock bridge, though this one sits over an unromantic overpass. Still, it made us smile.
One of the highlights of our visit was the ferry ride to Bainbridge Island. The calm waters of Puget Sound are scattered with charming inlets and tucked-away hideouts perfect for boating. After returning to the mainland, we explored the neighborhood of Seattle’s famous houseboats — each one colorful, distinct, and architecturally fascinating. Of course, I looked up a few prices (because who wouldn’t?), and let’s just say that million-dollar sticker shock quickly set in. It made us wonder how people manage the high cost of living, constant traffic, and dense urban sprawl — just for a taste of the Tom Hanks life.
But in fairness, Seattle’s reality check hit hard, too. The city was dirtier than I expected, with visible homelessness, signs of drug use, and a clear contrast between immense wealth and real hardship. I’m grateful we visited, but it may be a while before we return. Hopefully, in a few years, cities like Seattle, Portland, and San Francisco find their way back to the balance and vibrancy they were once known for.
Then again, this isn’t that kind of blog… so let’s leave it at this: Seattle, you were fascinating, frustrating, and unforgettable.