We started our Seattle Day Two adventure with again coffee in bed and a nice breakfast. Tim kicks hinney as a host. After coffee, food and primping we were ready for our next fantastic Seattle experience!
Fremont Troll Under the Bridge
The troll under the bridge is a sculpture of yes, a troll, that is, yes, under a bridge. In his hand is a VW bug, a real one. Pretty cool.
Seems to be a popular tourist spot cause a lot of people shows up while we were there. Including a tour bus, but strangly, no one steps out of the bus. Weird. One woman showed up and we took her picture and she gracefully took ours. Then we ran into her about 2 hours later at some shop and she accused of of stalk… I mean following her. How silly. We laughed.
The monkey (name to be determined at a later date) seemed to like the troll as well.
After the troll we went to The Republic of Fremont, aka Center of the Universe. We found parking, Julie made sure we paid the parking bill.

Fremont is an area of town that has become gentrified. Yuppies everywhere! They really like themselves. In the 1880′s, Fremont was established as a lumber mill town. Later the major employer was the maritime industry. In the late 1980′s, the area became more diverse as artists, craftspeople, and design professionals made their home in Fremont. Public art abounds as quaint shops and ethnic restaurants fill the landscape transforming the light-industrial and manufacturing district into a mecca of art and culture; Northwest style.
In 1994, the artist communty organized to proclaim Fremont an independant state of mind. More information about Republic of Fremont.
There is a Surplus army rocket, salvaged, repainted and now on top of a cutesie retail shop.
A status of Lenin, that was once in Slovalkia,is now in front of Taco Del Mar
Then we went to the Hiram M. Chittenden Locks. the results is baby fish called Smolt. Julie and I found that very interesting so we used the term smolt a lot. All day. We sang to it. Tim didn’t like it. We saw some cool steel sculptures and played on it.






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His name is Lawrence. But, his friends call him Larry. YOU may call him Lawrence.
The monkey’s name is Dick.
Monkey Dick.
Got it?
Good.
I love it when people visit Seattle. When you live there you NEVER do any of the touristy stuff you secretly long to do. GO DUCKS!!!
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