When I was little, there were few things that I enjoyed more than our family trips to Seattle. Our first trip as a family happened when I was four, not yet a year since we moved up here from Utah. Nothing is quite as fun as a hour and a half drive crammed in our car with a a year old sister that needed frequent rest-stops, another sister that got violently carsick and two other sister that would incessantly ask "are we there yet". I remember my dad's attempt to drown out their droning by turning up the radio, but all that did was wake up Cassidy (the one year old at the time).
To make a very long story short we finally made it to Seattle and we found a parking spot, then walked to the City Center, had lunch (probably some pizza, my favorite food) and took the monorail to the Settle Center. There we went on some rides (mini roller-coasters and the likes) and went to get some more food. We ended up getting some cotton candy and fudge (the second best I've ever had). after finishing up our fudge we sent over to the fountain and got thoroughly soaked. Our parents weren't very happy, but us kids were having a great time. After a long day in Seattle we finally went home, except this time us kids slept almost the entire way home, much to the relief of my dad.
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