First, I must thank my daughter for gifting me the round trip tickets to visit her this year during our Spring Break. What a surprise that Xmas gift was!
I was met at the airport by my daughter and her boyfriend, and we spent my 9 day visit shopping, dining, and touring in Seattle, Bellingham, Vancouver BC, and a few other nearby small towns.
My favorite was Seattle's
Pike Place Market. It is nine miles of arts, crafts, fresh fish, vegetables, fruits, flowers, entertainment, and delicious food - glorious food. We bought the usual touristy things like tshirts, postcards, and hats; but we also came away with fragrant incenses, spicey tea, woven pouches, and gifts for those back home.
Oh, and did we eat! For a vegan, it is not that often that I find a place where I can gorge myself so fully. I found veggie dogs, vegetarian burritos, falafel sandwiches, and awesome pastries. The best were at a little bakery called "Cinnamon Works". Let me just say that those cinnamon rolls are the most sinful thing I think I have ever eaten! They are as big around as a dessert plate, and twirled around with nut-filled pastry about 3 inches high, topped off with a luscious, creamy frosting. It took me two days to finish mine, and I think I moaned with delight on every single bite. I also bought a cookie - just as huge, and just as delicious.
The most entertaining thing we came across was the flying fish. If ever you visit this market you will not be able to resist a look at the flying fish. It is easy to find.

Just listen for the cheering, and watch for the strobe-effect of numerous camera flashes going off. Push your way through the crowd to see them at a vendor's booth called Pike Place Fish Company. Mobs of tourists stand around, cameras at the ready, just waiting for someone to purchase a fish. Everyone cheers and applauds, because this is what causes the fish to take flight.
It goes something like this.
Pretend that I am interested in buying fish. I'm not, because I'm vegan, but just pretend.
I spot a nice salmon that I want. I don't know a lot about salmon, but say it's a Persian Red-Breasted Salmon filet. (I made that up) So I tell the guy this is what I want. He scoops it up as he shouts out "Persian Red-Breasted Salmon Filet!" He throws it through the air to another guy. This one shouts out "Persian Red-Breasted Salmon Filet!" as he throws it to another guy. This one might wrap it up and then will shout out the same thing as he tosses it back. And so on and so on. Eventually you are handed your nicely wrapped fish to take home.

Sometimes they add details like "her mother likes them grilled!" or whatever. It's quite the show. The crowd is quite entertaining. Many of them ask to have their pictures taken along side one of the guys who work there. Watch out for the Monk Fish though. Creepy! Was it really a fish?
And...
Why would anyone want to have a picture of themself along side a man holding a large dead fish?