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Every year, Madison hosts something called Brat Fest. It is the largest in the world. We hold the World Record for most brats served in a single event or weekend or whatever. I had never been, so DS made sure I had a Brat Fest experience this time around.
I'm not really a brat eater, but I love the shirts that go with the festival. I was content to and get a hot dog, and then a shirt. However, DS said I can't wear a brat shirt without eating a brat, so I did. And then they were out of shirts... Jerks. I did get to touch the wiener mobile though. That was pretty cool.
Afterwards, DS took me to a park to fly my new kite, which I've named Sammy. He's a colorful lizard, with a VERY long tail. Whenever he started to fall, I yelled "Sammy! Stop it!" It only helped some of the time. Sammy is a disobedient lizard.
Lisa very much liked this giant beer.
I believe this is the third brewery. I can say with much certainty that I was drunk by this point. However, I did recognize that the river was fogging, and since low lying fog is one of my favorite things in the world, this picture was taken. I don't know if you can tell, but my pants were also completely soaked from jumping in a puddle at the second brewery.
I don't remember this at all, but I can tell you this is Ben, and we're in the back seat of Ruby, Matt's car. Also, this had to have been after Lisa missed the boat because to her, "hey we need to go, the boat is leaving" meant "run and get another beer."
Afterwards we went back to Leon's for custard. Actually, that was the second time we got custard that day. Look how happy Matt looks. That's cause I hooked him up with Anne. I'm awesome that way.
Despite feeling colder than Madison, it was much much more green. I only found out after I was there that some people call it the Emerald City, though apparently the locals do NOT.
I was disappointed to find out that Pike's market is nowhere near the window of any hospital, and therefore could not possibly be viewed while people are getting into the elevator at Seattle Grace Hospital.
The market then redeemed itself by having the most amazing collection of Fiesta ware I've EVER seen. This was only a small portion. It was breathtaking.
The Seattle Art Museum teased me by being closed the day I went because they were getting ready for a 36 hour grand re-opening the next day in celebration of their new wing. Jerks.
The public library by Rem Koolhas was interesting inside during the day. At night, it was simply mesmerizing.
The pier was pretty cool, minus all the homeless people missing limbs, each of whom had a pet dog of some sort which they used as a pity tool to get your money.
The Woodland Park Zoo had pretty decent exhibits, though they fell short in their job of educating the public. There were more signs telling you what each tree was than there was telling you what the animals were. One exhibit had nothing at all. I guess we were supposed to guess. The little bird house for things generally thought of as pets was pretty cool though. All the birds were loose, and you could buy little popsicle sticks with peanut butter and birdseed and then feed them. This little girl was adorable.
