This morning the Jenkins fam ventured downtown by Metro bus to join 700,000 of our closest friends in celebrating the Seahawks first-ever Super Bowl victory. It was Seattle’s first major championship parade since the Carter Administration (sorry Storm) — a “must” if ever there was one.
We arrived at our spot across from the Seattle Public Library around 10:30 am.
It was the 12’s at their best. No violence, no angry words, only camraderie. The parade was running about 45 minutes late and didn’t reach us until about 1 pm.
It was very, very cold.
Our 2 1/2 hour wait in freezing temperatures earned us about ten minutes of actually seeing the players and coaches floats.
Glad I did it — a majority of the city was down there — but truth be told I don’t need to do it again unless the Seahawks win the Super Bowl in July.
The post-parade did not go well. We missed our 1:31 bus by about two minutes. Our 2:39 bus never showed up. (It wasn’t the only no-show bus around town.) Given the inclimate weather we opted against waiting for another possibly nonexistent bus in favor of a call to Cole. I made said call — and my iPhone promptly died about ten seconds later.
Cole picked us up. After leaving the house at 8:10 am we walked in the door at 3:45.
Glad I did it, but no need to do it again.