One thing Job wanted to do before shipping out for the Coast Guard was to tour Seattle, particularly the Space Needle.  I had tried when he was younger to get him to agree to go up it but he wasn't having any of that. And so we lived in Washington 18 years, near Seattle even, before we ever took in this "touristy" icon. It was  beautiful end of September day, the kind that invites one to linger out doors soaking up the sun, enjoying the leaves on the trees before they are swept away by wind and rain. Job had an appointment early in the day for some final testing and so we dropped him off and explored a bit of Capitol Hill.  This is a neighborhood I could spend more time at. Oddfellows book shop took most of our time looking, browsing, and even a bit of reading. Then next door we popped in for a snack and waited for a call from Job. A short time later we were looking for a parking spot so we could take that long elevator ride to the top. While waiting in line for the ride up, I found about $100 in cash on the ground.  We turned it in, wishing and wanting to keep it.  Hope someone who lost it, went back and found at the desk of the Space Needle.  Was the price worth it to pay to go to the top? Maybe once. The floor moves, and you can look down to the ground while watching the gears turn.  The planes that fly at eye level or below are a bit unnerving and fascinating all at once. The view is beautiful but I'm thinking there is another building with a view that includes the Space Needle that might need to be checked out to compare. We wandered Pikes Place Market as well and had a pasta dinner in this tiny cafe which was delicious. It was a nice good bye dinner before dropping Job off and giving him one last hug.