On the flight to Seattle, I noted the reason why the Eastern U.S. has no snow - it all fell out West. Whoa. No snow in town, but lotsa rain.
Ate crepes at the Public Market, indulged in asian fusion tapas with Carl, and got some work done. Oh, and I fell madly in love with my hotel room. It's fancy. There's even a switch which lowers darkening shades on the big wall-sized window. Good for sleeping, but I'd hate to obscure my view of Elliot Bay during the day. I don't know how I ended up in this room, but as I type in my fluffy white robe after a bubble bath in the soaking tub (separate from the glass shower stall), I'm sure enjoying it.