Growing up in Gig Harbor, Washington thirty-five miles south
and west of Seattle it was always a big deal to go to the big city.
In those days most people in Seattle didn’t know where Gig
Harbor was. In fact, nearby Tacoma many didn’t know of Gig Harbor. I am
surprised now when Gig Harbor is mentioned during the weather forecast on TV.
Gig Harbor is at least twice as big now as when I was growing
up. It is still a small town just not as small.
We used to go to Seattle at least once a year because we had
relatives in the city. I always felt Seattle was in another country. Even today
I feel that way.
The Space Needle has been the main landmark though there is
the Smith Tower as well. The first time
I remember going up the elevator in the Space Needle. A very uneasy feeling
since I wasn’t good with heights. The
observation at the top wasn’t easy to deal with either. When arriving at the
top it was good seeing places near and far. You can see Mt. Rainier to the
south and east, Bremerton to the west, and the San Juan Islands to the north.
We had relatives in Bellingham, Washington which is near the
Canadian border, and Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. I always enjoyed the
drive back going into Seattle. Often I would sleep on the way; however, I made
sure my parents would wake me up before getting to Seattle. At night, it was a spectacular
sight seeing Seattle all lighted up. Something I have never forgotten.
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