Dead Guy Tour of Seattle

I wake up at 9:10 am and wonder if I have missed my chance to dine with my new friends.  I get dressed and go downstairs to the common room.  My friends are there and we talk and eat breakfast.  We head to Pike Place Market for coffee at Lowell's, which has spectacular views of Puget Sound.  I drink my hot chocolate, which unfortunately turns into pure syrup at the bottom of the cup.  Maybe this city is good at coffee, but they aren't that great at hot chocolate.  We go back to the hostel and say goodbye to the brothers, who are headed to Alaska to attend a folk festival, before returning to Maine.  We find Jacob (one of the people from Utah we hung out with last night) and head to the market again to look at flowers and peruse the art booths.  Lindsay is interested in looking at pearl jewelry so we check both the pawn shops and the market.  I find a place with about 50 types of pasta and I vow to come back here later today to pick up my dinner.  I sample goat cheeses and spreads, but I purchase nothing.  We then buy authentic turkish delight from a small bakery and eat lunch from things we find in a little grocery store.  I purchase a pesto tortellini and a bit of lemon fettucine.  We go to the hostel to meet up with the other people from Utah for the 3 pm Underground Seattle tour in Pioneer Square, but when we get there we all decide to go on the hostel's "Seattle's Dead Guy Tour" for $1.  We visit the graves of Bruce Lee and Brandon Lee.  Then we visit Kurt Cobain's House, followed by Jimi Hendrix's house, and finally Jimi Hendrix's house.  We stop at a taco truck for dinner, but I am the only one that does not purchase something to eat.  We are all having an amazing time of bopping around in the back of the hostel's van together, and I can't believe I am having this much fun doing this.  There are ten people on our tour and also Alecia (our tour guide here and last night).  We become such good friends throughout the course of the day that we pass around a list and exchange emails, myspace and facebook addresses, and contact info.  We arrive back at the hostel at 6:45 pm.  It is too late to buy anything from the market, as it is now closed, so I sit in the hostel for an hour reading a book, waiting to tell Lindsay this after she wakes up from her nap.  I watch the Bourne Identity and write in my travel journal.  At 10 pm I head for a sushi place called Dragonfish with Lindsay for happy hour sushi.  We spend two hours talking over our food and it is great to finally have my stomach full again and to have a good discussion with a new friend. 

I spend my day riding through the city with new friends and discovering famous last resting places.