Visitors

We have a young person bunking out with us for a few days while she explores Seattle, on her way to a year of being an exchange university student in the southeastern USA. She hails from Canberra, Australia, and has already dipped into some West Coast stuff, like LA, Orange County, a bus trip to Las Vegas that included one hour at the Grand Canyon, South Rim. We took her out for a bite of sushi, and managed to be in Gas Works Park when the fireworks for the big mysterious private party were launched; fantastic show, better than the ones for the Fourth. The solution to the people behind this do is anticlimatic: Some local fifty-something corporate guy celebrating his marriage to his second trophy bride. At least they invited the neighborhood to see the fireworks, and it was fun for our guest. I kept my ears covered.