Diary 8th February & Images
from Seattle.

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Thursday 8th February.
I woke up the next morning to find them both lying on the bed fast asleep. We rose, dressed day she tagged along all the way. We went into town but it was a dull grey day.

001seattle.jpgLee and me chatted and decided that we would take a ride on the Ferry across to Bainbridge. 002seattle.jpgShe decided she would come along too so she bought herself at ticket. 003seattle.jpgWhenever I chatted to Lee she was there in my face.
004seattle.jpgI guess the sea air made us hungry so we decided to have a meal on board the Ferry. it was a very good breakfast and you can see that Lee is looking well satisfied. 005seattle.jpgMeet Lee's intrusive friend. I have no idea what her name is but we only got a couple of hours to oursevles when she went to her work place for a while in the afternoon. 006seattle.jpgShe did perform one useful function and took this photograph. My new jacket was exactly what I needed in this cold weather.
007seattle.jpgShe in turn asked me to take a photograph of her and Lee and being the gentleman I am I naturally was happy to oblige. 008seattle.jpgThe Ferry slowly eases into the dock, the ramps are lowered ready for the cars and passengers to leave. 009seattle.jpgLee

It was back at our hotel and well into the evening that I eventually decided enough was enough. I told her she had to go now, as I wanted to go out and spend the evening with Lee. She was not happy at that announcement, sat on my bed and made no reply. I looked at Lee but it seemed I was to get no help from that direction. I had to press her and asked, "Exactly how long will it take you to pick up your things and leave my room?" She gave me a withering look. She made no verbal response.
"It's no good looking like that just get your bag and leave my room. Now." I emphasised. She stayed there looking transfixed, making no effort to move in any direction. "I'm not kidding so move." I raised my voice. She finally understood. I was absolutely serious. She made a move to collect her things.
I wanted to be careful not to upset Lee. It was important to me to allow him to think I was being reasonable, as I wanted us to enjoy the evening out together. There was also the night ahead to think of and it would be better if he had no axe to grind.
When she eventually left Lee said, "I thought she'd never leave. I wasn't giving her any encouragement you know."
"No I know you weren't but she did not even ask if she could come to my room and she greatly overstayed any welcome she might have imagined she had." I assured him adding "but she's your woman so I don't want you to feel she's been mistreated."
"That's OK Iain. I'll email her and she'll be after me next time I pass by here." He finished. "Let's go out and find some food and beer." he suggested.
"I'm glad it you take it all in good spirits Lee. Let's go out and feed our faces. An excellent idea, lead on." I said as I headed for the bedroom door.
"Well!" I thought to myself. "I'll have to see what this will lead to now as the night ahead is all a bit up in the air. I would like Lee to spend another night with me but who knows what the future holds.

Lee and me went for a meal and discovered how difficult it is to find a restaurant at 2200. When we eventually found a place to eat we found a bitch for a waitress. When Lee ordered a beer she asked to see his ID. Since he'd recently lost his wallet he was using an out of date drivers licence. She said she couldn't accept this. I pointed out to her that it really didn't matter if it was out of date as it had his date of birth, clearly stated, which was all she needed to know. She still refused to accept it and would not get the beer. I told Lee to leave it and I ordered a rum and coke and a Heineken for myself.
The impudent witch then told me that I was only allowed to order and she could only supply me with one drink at a time.
"What a load of balls." I told her. "I've been travelling around the world now for three months and I have never heard of anything so completely stupid. Are you suggesting that when a group or couple come into a restaurant one has to place one's orders individually or are your just plain dumb?"
"How do I know you won't give it to him?" She asked me with an innocent expression on her face.
"You don't. What I do with a drink when I get it is my business." I pointed out adding for good measure. "The drinks will then be my property to give to whomever I will provided they are legally old enough to drink and are not already intoxicated." I paused while she took that in.
"Of course it would require more intelligence than you disport to work that out. Furthermore you know there are no underage people in my party. You are just one of those awkward people one finds all too often in America these days.
Realising that she was a crass idiot I felt my money would be better placed in another establishment and told her that I didn't have time to mess about with stupid little girls. We left.

What the hell I was becoming used to Americans in the Western States showing me how stupid their behaviour and inability to see what, to most others, is perfectly reasonable. At one bar a big fat Afro-American asked me for ID. I asked him if he really thought I was under age to enter the establishment and he replied, "I don't care if you look 60 I still want to see some ID. I knew then that the guy was really being deliberately difficult as I do not look a day under 35 and he should have been able to tell that. Lee told him I was from Scotland and did not have my passport with me. I said, "I see no need to prove to anyone that I am old enough to go into a bar. The door staff should be intelligent enough to assess for themselves the likelihood of my being underage. However since clearly they are not what can I do?"
"It's the law." said the fat man. "Everybody needs to have ID."
"No they don't. What they need is door-staff able to recognise when an ID is needed and when it clearly is not. When to understand that tourists don't always carry ID in case of muggings and theft. I cannot believe you think I may be underage and even if you do ….so what? even the law cannot prove I am underage though I have no papers to show I'm not." I laughed adding, "Rules are meant to be tempered with a modicum of responsibility and some degree of intelligence with perhaps an inkling of common sense in their interpretation, that's my opinion." I faced Lee and added "Let's go where they'll appreciate me spending my money. I don't need a jerk like this." I looked at the guy and said, "Thanks for the welcome to America …land of the free! Com'on Lee, let's go." Lee left and I followed him.

We went to another bar where we had a couple of drinks and played games. There is an American game called operation where one has to fish the bones out of the respective part of a body through a small mental edged opening without causing the red light to on. He proved very good at this as I didn't have my reading glasses on. We played trivial pursuits which I won and we played chess which I also won.

010seattle.jpgWe played pool and I asked Lee to look directly into the lens. He is a good pool player and I enjoyed playing and watching him play. 011seattle.jpgLee won the first game easily. He then asked me if he could use my camera to take a picture of me taking shot. 012seattle.jpgThis then is the result of his picture taking. He is a much better player than me but we were enjoying ourselves so much that I think he allowed me to win the second game. He certainly won the third making it 2-1 and we left.it at that.
013lee_said.jpgASt the next bar Lee wrote the details on a card. It reads 'A brewery in Seattle where they make their own beer and so fish at each other. 014seattle.jpgIt's called the Pike Pub and this is Waid the barman who served as with their local brewed beer. 015waid_said.jpgWaid wrote that he's the coolest bar tender ever. He was certainly an amusing guy.

All in all it was a very good evening out and we both enjoyed ourselves. We went back to the hotel quite late and I let Lee go up to the room while I went to reception.

I told the receptionist on duty that I did not want any visitors in the night. He mentioned the girl that called last night. "No. She is not to be allowed up and don't even call me on the phone to check. It's my room and I want nothing to disturb me tonight." He assured me that my instructions would be followed and I went up stairs.

We chatted a bit while we undressed and went to bed. I allowed Lee to get ahead of me so that whatever bed he went to I could pop in beside him. We made good sex with each other though it was not as passionate and all encompassing as the previous night's session. Eventually we drifted of to sleep.

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