Crossed the Jose P. Rizal bridge to downtown Seattle.
Visited Jose Rizal Park. Took many pictures of the bust of the great man himself. On plaque beneath his statue, a list of names of (presumably) the people who donated to the monument. Self spies mention of a Bacho family, asks her host if they could possibly be related to the writer Peter Bacho. Host Maria B says yes.
Visited the Volunteer Park Conservatory and saw:
- the most amazing plant: looked like a very deep pitcher, at least two feet long (Self took a picture but, alas, she still hasn’t figured out how to load images on to her blog, and she didn’t see a sign identifying the name of the plant) Self surmises that these plants must be carnivorous: that their shape makes it possible to trap insects who crawl down the sides of the pitcher, then get trapped in sticky glue (which self surmises must coat the insides of the jug-like forms), and then when the jugs fill up with water (from the rain) — Self, you realize, don’t you, that this is the most un-scientific plant description ever formulated — drown.
- the largest, hungriest-looking Venus flytraps self has ever laid eyes on (Again, apologies for being unable to post the picture, dear blog readers will just have to take self’s word for it: these specimens were simply hu-mongous)
- the hugest fuschias self has ever seen (hanging from enormous baskets suspended from the conservatory’s glass ceiling)
Self also posed in front of one of the large succulents in the cactus house. What is remarkable about this picture is that: a) Self’s shoulders are hunched up, almost touching her ears (ergo, she is cold). AND b) she is wearing a long, bright red coat that does not belong to her (Self arrived woefully ill-equipped for the rainy weather, so Maria had to lend self a coat)
Later, self met up with Vince R, who teaches at the University of Washington. Vince took her to Seattle’s famous Pike Place Market. There self saw the following:
- the hugest razor clams self has ever seen ($6.99/ lb.)
- Do-nut peaches (Self had never known such a thing existed; you’d have to see a picture to believe it)
- piles and piles of “Boy” brand adobo-flavored bawang (Again, you’s have to see a picture etc etc)
- a market that has been operated by the same Filipino family since the 1930s (There is a carinderia next to the market. Self took a picture of a sign that said: FILIPINO FOOD — MASARAP, “DELICIOUS”)
Self got to visit Vince’s home, where she managed to take a picture of Vince and his lovely wife, Carol.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.