Wednesday, August 02, 2006

all good things



On Monday it was back to sleeping in and relaxing. We decided to do a little bit of hiking, that was more like glorified walking, around Discovery Park, which is the biggest park in Seattle. There are a few beaches there along with a lighthouse that is on the Puget Sound. Then we visited the troll under Fremont Bridge, which is a little known landmark that is made out of concrete and a Volkswagen Beetle. After walking around and taking in the scenery we eventually went back to Mark'’s apartment to relax. It was nice to lie around before we left to hit the volleyball around and play some ultimate frisbee. Unfortunately I tweaked my knee early on in the game so I was sidelined for the majority of the game. However, eventually I ended up just walking the field and throwing the disc whenever I got the chance. That night we made some beer brats for dinner and Katherine Walters came over to visit for an hour. It is ridiculous how many people from St. John's and St. Benedict'’s there were around Washington. Apparently we are everywhere. Then Mark and I headed to a local bar to do some more competitive games. There was darts, table shuffleboard, video games and billiards. Somehow Mark won the majority of the games we played but it was still a blast.


Again we slept in on Tuesday but managed to get out of bed to go to another beach, Alki beach, on the Puget Sound. There were some awesome volleyball players there but sadly my knee was still sore from the day before. However, we still walked around, watched them play and even hit the ball around a bit ourselves. Mid-afternoon we went to another area, called Greenlake, which was very similar to Lake Calhoun. All we did was walk around but it was fun just to people watch. That night we met up with my cousin'’s, Ko and Shu, and their wives. It was actually my first time to meet Meredith and Rhoda but they were so much fun. Hopefully we will all be able to hang out again in the near future, either in Washington or Minnesota. The night was spent packing and the next morning was very early so I could catch my flight back to Minneapolis. It'’s true, there is no place like home.

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