Raps vs. Sonics
Friday morning we took the Coho ferry from Victoria for a weekend in the States. Our primary motivation was to see the Raptors play in Seattle on Friday night, but we also wanted to do a mini-roadtrip of Washington and Portland, Oregon.
On the Coho, still in the Inner Harbour.
U.S. Coast Guard, with the Olympics in the back.
Ogden Point, leaving Victoria.
It was cold, and I was alone on the upper deck.
The Coho dropped us in Port Angeles, a town which doesn't really bear mentioning. The mountains in the background are nice, but the the parts of the city we saw were pretty rundown. We had our first culture shock leaving town at the Subway, no 'sub' sauce, no barbeque sauce, and the cold cut combo meats were different. They did have a tasty roasted garlic bread though.
From there we drove south and east to catch another ferry at Kingston that would take us across Puget Sound to Edmunds. To the best of my knowledge there has never been a major terrorist attack in Washington, and the 9/11 hijacks were over six years ago but . . .
Washington State Ferries, living in fear since 2001.
It was a windy and rainy weekend.
We made it into Seattle without incident and checked in to the Coast Paramount at 7th and Pine. Jessie got us great deals at hotels for the weekend, thanks Jess! The Paramount is right in the heart of Seattle's shopping district and Brenda had some time to scratch her shopping itch before we headed down to Key Arena for the big game.
Outside the arena, a familiar fountain.
Blissfully unaware that the Raps had no plans to play D.
Would you rather be Jamario, or Rasho?
The Raptors lost. Their interior defence was non-existent. Kevin Durant torched them for one stretch in the third, and he threw down a vicious dunk on Nesterovic, but he wasn't the reason they lost. The Raps made lesser lights Chris Wilcox look like Shaquille (7 for 7 from the floor) and Nick Collison look like Vlade Divac with his interior passing (4 assists), and that's why they lost.
We still had lots of fun, and in the morning we got up and headed to Portland.
Striking a post-game pose on the Monorail.
On the Coho, still in the Inner Harbour.
U.S. Coast Guard, with the Olympics in the back.
Ogden Point, leaving Victoria.
It was cold, and I was alone on the upper deck.The Coho dropped us in Port Angeles, a town which doesn't really bear mentioning. The mountains in the background are nice, but the the parts of the city we saw were pretty rundown. We had our first culture shock leaving town at the Subway, no 'sub' sauce, no barbeque sauce, and the cold cut combo meats were different. They did have a tasty roasted garlic bread though.
From there we drove south and east to catch another ferry at Kingston that would take us across Puget Sound to Edmunds. To the best of my knowledge there has never been a major terrorist attack in Washington, and the 9/11 hijacks were over six years ago but . . .
Washington State Ferries, living in fear since 2001.
It was a windy and rainy weekend.We made it into Seattle without incident and checked in to the Coast Paramount at 7th and Pine. Jessie got us great deals at hotels for the weekend, thanks Jess! The Paramount is right in the heart of Seattle's shopping district and Brenda had some time to scratch her shopping itch before we headed down to Key Arena for the big game.
Outside the arena, a familiar fountain.
Blissfully unaware that the Raps had no plans to play D.
Would you rather be Jamario, or Rasho?The Raptors lost. Their interior defence was non-existent. Kevin Durant torched them for one stretch in the third, and he threw down a vicious dunk on Nesterovic, but he wasn't the reason they lost. The Raps made lesser lights Chris Wilcox look like Shaquille (7 for 7 from the floor) and Nick Collison look like Vlade Divac with his interior passing (4 assists), and that's why they lost.
We still had lots of fun, and in the morning we got up and headed to Portland.
Striking a post-game pose on the Monorail. posted by Cam at
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