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On Saturday we had brunch at the top of the Space Needle. 

It was expensive (included a tour & photo), 

but it was beautiful and the rotating restaurant only made us slightly sea sick. 

This was the most legit brunch I've ever consumed. 

Three courses, people. And they bring bread and juice.

I can't believe only took one picture.

I had the salmon torte, hazelnut crusted french toast with crazy bacon, and white chocolate macadamia bread pudding.  I can't even think about it without getting sick.  So. Much. Food.  

The Space Needle is actually a lot shorter than I thought it would be, but still tall enough to get a gorgeous view of Seattle and the mountains.  Also, I really should have done my hair that morning.  And I never have eyes in pictures ever.

Then we walked around Pioneer Square and probably did some other stuff that I don't remember.  I just remember it was pretty and hot and my feet hurt.  Sorry, posterity.

And then we saw Utilikilts.  And then we saw someone wearing a Utilikilt.  That made it all better.

On Sunday we took a cab to church which was hilarious and felt weird, but was one of our best cab rides during the trip.  Church was funny and great.  I love that I get to feel the same spirit wherever they go.  However, they do it a little different in Seattle:

After Church we took a bus down to the waterfront for some less than impressive fish & chips.
And then we took a ferry to Bainbridge Island!  I could live there.  It was so pretty and quaint.
They also have the best ice cream ever.

When I am rich, I am buying millions of these:

Sister Lindsay wanted a seafood pot/boil/whatever and I decided to do it with her.  It was interesting? 

It was good.  I just wasn't super hungry, and plain seafood isn't always the thing you want when you aren't starving.  Or maybe it's just me.  But it was fun cracking those crabs.  

This picture was taken outside a very fancy hotel where we tried to sneak in and pee, but couldn't find a bathroom.  We were about to get on an elevator to explore, but we got nervous so we booked it out of there. We weren't even convincing ourselves trying to act like we belonged.
It was actually really funny, I promise.

Sister Larissa's birthday was Monday morning when we were all leaving, so we snuck in some yummy cupcakes to celebrate Sunday night.

And that concludes that trip.  I'm sorry to my sisters for all the complaining and stuff.
Let's do it again sometime, yeah?  Maybe next time I won't post any embarrassing pictures of you?  Maybe.

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