I’ve lived in Seattle nearly two years and I’ve never been to the top of the Space Needle, despite living approximately half a mile from its front entrance. This is probably in part due to the fact that no one ever visits the tourist attractions in their own city (with the exception of Pike Place Market, which I love and visit reguarly) and also to the fact that the Space Needle is really high up in the air and I am not a big fan of being high up in the air.
But Will convinced me he needed to take me to dinner there last night. I reluctantly acquiesced. (Kidding! I was psyched.) On the elevator ride up, I was totally prepared to have to hide my head and not look at a single thing lest I cry, but I managed to look out the window for the entire ride. (Luckily, it only takes 41 seconds.)
The restaurant at the top spins slowly so that you can get a 360-degree view of the city during your dinner. The food was really pricey, and we were kind of like, “Ugh, another one of those restaurants that thinks they can charge through the nose for crappy food because they have a great gimmick.” But our meal was quite delicious! We were impressed.
Here’s the problem: By about half an hour in, I was feeling dizzy. Then I had a headache. Then I was nauseous. The constant spinning was making me sick! How does this not happen to EVERYONE who eats there? I was sick for like three hours afterward, but I refused to throw up a dinner we’d paid so damn much for. Ha! It was a nice experience, but I’m not in any big hurry to be in a spinning restaurant any time soon.
One cute thing: People leave little notes on the windowsill, so as you spin around during dinner (ugh) you get to read all these cute little notes:
After the spinning dinner, we went to the observation deck and took a bunch of photos of the city. I am so head-over-heels in love with Seattle. It’s just the most beautiful city in the world to me. Here’s a shot of Lake Union, which is my neighborhood:
And one of downtown:
See? Most beautiful city ever.
