Originally posted by Leslie66
> I had a fantastic apartment on NW 23RD. It was one of those huge old
> Victorian numbers re-done into apartments. I worked in the St.
> Vincent's Hospital Professional building which was about halfway
> between Beaverton and downtown. Even with on-street parking, I much
> preferred living downtown as opposed to the suburbs.
> I went to a massage therapist and chiropractor who's offices were on
> NE Lombard. Even for the "ghetto" everything was still pretty, I
> guess it's because no matter where you went, there were still lots of
> grass and huge trees.
I flew up to Seattle a few years ago (probably around 97 or 98) to
attend a special VAWA training session, which was invaluable (in the
VAWA case I was working on). Then flew back up there a year or so later
to attend a national AILA conference. Went to a baseball game in the
dome before they blew it up. Had a fantastic dinner and cigar session
(back when I still smoked cigars) at Gaucho’s (I think that is what it
was called). I absolutely loved Seattle, and would not mind living there
at all (and one of my best friends, who was my best man at my wedding,
lives in Kent which is not too far away from Seattle).