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An American Tale Part I: Amtrak-ing in the West
The journey continues
to the cities of
Seattle and Denver... |
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It is easy to fall in love with Seattle, the city named
after the Indian chief, Sealth. Surrounded by mountains, Lake
Washington and Puget Sound, the city oozes charm in its classy
buildings and engaging attractions, like the pivotal Space
Needle at Seattle Center with its panoramic views, the
colourful Pike Place Market with lots of interesting stalls
and especially the ones displaying huge sumptuous-looking
fishes and seafood, and the pleasant waterfront where there
are cruises a-plenty and the Omnidome featuring the powerfully
evocative documentary film, "The Eruption of Mt. St.
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I was told that every local I bumped into in Seattle was
likely to be working for Boeing or to be related to someone
working for Boeing. So the Boeing Aircraft factory was another
must-see, if nothing else, to be impressed by the sheer size
of it, spanning several football fields combined together it
seemed. I was also struck by the prevalence of the coffee
culture here, which included packaged "instant coffee" in a
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There was so much to see and do in this remarkable region,
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weather, that it was almost
painful to make choices in my regrettably short stay.
Personally, Seattle is poignantly memorable because I
"officially" began my hostel-staying days here. And it was
here, that I visited my first national park - the Mount Rainier
National Park.
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My tour guide was a knowledgeable conservationist whose
enthusiasm for the forests was contagious. We learned much
about the vegetation and saw beautiful waterfalls and blue
jays. The weather was foggy but the air crisp and
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From the Paradise Visitor Center, my companions and I
decided to hike up the Skyline Trail. While we did not manage
to catch the views of snow mountains and glaciers due to the
clouds, the trade-off was that lots of animals came out
because of the cool weather. In fact, I was so good at
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greenish, reddish and yellowish foliage, that my fellow
hikers, a Canadian chap and a German girl, perked up and
queried "What? Where?" whenever I paused in my steps. For the
record, we saw squirrels, birds, a deer licking itself
contentedly, and two playful marmots scampering around and
munching leaves. Oh, they were so cute.
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Back at the Visitor Center, there was a fleeting parting of
the clouds and we were treated to a spellbinding glimpse of
the elusive snow-laden Mt. Rainier, a dormant volcano. "Wow"
was all I uttered and the realization of what we were missing,
if the weather had been clear, flashed in our minds. The
Canadian guy couldn't stop lamenting about it all the way
back, but I thought this would be an excellent excuse to come
back another time... |
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My next out-of-city venture was a cruise to the San Juan
Island on the Victoria Clippers. The
weather was crappy, as usual, but after 3 hours of freezing in
the upper deck, we arrived at Friday Harbour to sparkling blue
waters and a brilliantly shining sun! What a miraculous change
of weather, yeah. The harbour was named after a certain
resident Joe Friday from Hawaii, who was in turn possibly
named by his employer, the Hudson's Bay Company, after the
"Robinson Crusoe"
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From here, one can also sign up for a whale-spotting cruise
which goes as far as the Canadian waters. Perhaps, it was the
wrong season. My vivid imagination of "Free Willy" antics did
not quite materialize, even though we did spot the fin of an
orca whale swimming sedately in the distance and some seals
sunning lazily on the rocks (or rather, black dots, since I
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The journey back to Seattle proved to be more "climatic" as
we practically galloped in |
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choppy waves, under the "blessings" of atmospheric (read:
ominous-looking) clouds!
And thus, ended my sojourn to the San Juan Island and my
immensely pleasurable stay in Seattle, a city I would
definitely recommend and hope to return one day. |
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My visit to Denver was brief, to say the least - partly
because I was between two train rides (see Rail
section), and partly because I arrived out of season by a few
days so that the Rocky Mountain National Park was mostly
inaccessible and its peak already
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The impression I had of this city, nestled between barren
plains and the Colorado Rockies, was one of modernity and
plentiful skyscrapers, not exactly my cup of tea but it does
have an impressive skyline and the beautiful Rockies range as
backdrop. |
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Given my limited stay (1 full day to be precise), I had
only time to wander to nearby Boulder and the Nederland
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The University of Colorado at Boulder made me green with
envy with its scenic setting of dramatic mountains and
laid-back atmosphere of faculties straddled amongst the pretty
landmarks of the town. |
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The Nederland area is magnificent high country with
mountains and lakes. I only wished I had time to do hiking.
The quaint village is steeped in history from its mining
origins and is today more of a popular place to stay away from
the city. Who wouldn't, given its blessed alpine location with
the great outdoors right at its doorstep, and the Eldora
Mountain Resort just a stone throw's away for a bit of Nordic
skiing in winter as well? I would, if
only... |
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