I’ve wanted to visit Seattle for years. But up until recently, we’ve always been suuuuuper broke. Finally, a decade into our careers, we’re both in our early thirties. Considering kids, not planning for it, not rushing it. We didn’t get to travel in our twenties, but in the last few years, our combined incomes have beaten inflation by a pretty good margin. My wife because she’s unwilling to settle and looks for a new job as soon as she feels undervalued. Me because my workplace has been investing in its current staff and doling out regular raises.
I’ve been telling her for years I want to visit Seattle. So for Christmas, she surprised me with Green Day and Smashing Pumpkins tickets in Seattle. Then she arranged accommodations with this awesome view of the Puget Sound pictured above, a rental car, and lots of things to do. On her own. She just wanted me to pick out a few places I might want to eat. She did like 99% of the work of planning a vacation.
All of this following last year when, for my birthday, I got to buy a car I’ve been wanting (a manual '97 Honda Prelude) and a new GPU to replace my R9 290.
All of that, and she’s the one that chased me. I wasn’t even in the dating pool. She approached me. Said I was cute. Asked me to help her move into her new apartment eight years ago.
Now I’m in fucking Seattle because this woman loves me so much she plans out entire vacations and concerts for me. I just sat on the balcony with a cup of coffee before she woke up and cried. She is so good to me.
My brother, you have made it. Congratulations. Now all you gotta do is return it, every day, with interest. I don’t think that’ll be too hard, somehow 😊
Lucky dude! Btw it’s Puget Sound, or if you’re a local, Pungent Sound. Fortunately I’m not a local anymore. I don’t miss the Aroma of Tacoma.
Thanks for pointing out the typo. Aroma of Tacoma cracked me up. My wife says it smells like “thoughts and prayers of fish.” Fortunately for me, I have basically no sense of smell so I don’t even notice.
Tacoma has its own special stench thanks to Le’May. Seattle doesn’t really smell.
UBLIC MARKET CENTER
I visited when someone busted the L outta that sign. One could assume it was a professional services house.
Updoot for a fantastic wife
That’s incredible, this made me happy to read. Wish yall the best.
Your wife sounds awesome!
Welcome to Seattle!
Heads up, in a small alley right across the little the street there at Pike Market, is an Italian joint called Pizza and Pasta Bar- their meatball subs are incredible!
Also in Pike Place right by the gum wall, is Alibi Room, best pizza in Seattle. Don’t go there, the wait is long enough as is.
I wish the L was out on that sign instead of the P so bad.
This is so sweet. Thank you for sharing your joy with us.
Fuck yes. Congrats on having a great relationship! I have one too and should probably celebrate my partner more.
What a keeper. Please be excellent to her, OP. Don’t be like the other guys!
Than Brothers Pho, don’t miss it.
Sounds rad, dude. Go eat dinner at The Pink Door if you can get in (which is right across the street from that second Market sign in the background), or at Lola’s if you can’t. Reservations are recommended for The Pink Door, but a $40 handshake with the hostess will usually get you seated.
I wanted that Prelude in silver so badly back then. But alas, I never had any real money until many years later.
Italian is her favorite. I managed to get a lunch reservation the day before we leave. There unfortunately weren’t any dinner reservations available until October. Thanks for the tip!
Excellent! I’m not sure if they have shows for lunch, but their food is great, and the prices are reasonable. Enjoy!
Proud of you both, be good to each other and have a great time. Thanks for sharing your lovely story!
Oh man, I miss Pike’s Market! I lived in Seattle (Shoreline, which is about 15 miles north of downtown) for a few years and worked on 8th and Virginia, right next to the Federal Courthouse.
You got a great wife! Happy for you, OP!
Pike’s Market
Seattle rage intensifies
Pike’s Market
Seattle rage intensifies
Seattle freeze overwhelms rage. No words are spoken.
(The rage is silent)
Unless you’re Alex Jones, then its coffee flavored of course.