"the market" as us locals call it

Now that we have made the move to only having one car, I find myself experiencing my surroundings at a slower pace. Most places that I want to get to, I just have to walk. This is not always the most pleasurable, but when the temperature is above forty and the clouds are keeping all their liquid refreshment in, I find it most delightful to allow my feet to be my only source of transportation. I like to pretend that I am a fashionable girl living in a big city. Here is the market at night, I just love Pike Place Market.