Last night the kids and I joined the lion’s share of Finn’s Y-Guides group for a night out in Kent.
Our official destination was the Showare Center for a minor league hockey game between the Seattle Thunderbirds and the Portland Winterhawks.
We ended up seeing a lot more of Kent than we bargained for.
We met around 4:30 in the ‘hood for a caravan down — the Jenkins and Couch dads and offspring in Rhonda’s rig with about five other dad/kid combos in other various configurations. By the time we arrived at the Kent Station shopping center for dinner all the restaurants were packed.
I mean really packed. Every restaurant we hit — and we hit ’em all — had at least an hour wait, so we ended up piling back into the car in search of grub. The Jenkins/Couch bunch found it at some hole-in-the-wall Mexican establishment.
Good stuff, but it left a mark if you know what I mean.
By the time we arrived at the Showare the puck had already been dropped and, more importantly, the parking lots had already been filled.
And the parking lots weren’t small.
We ended up ditching our rig what must have been about a mile away from the Showare and getting there on foot — perfect mugging territory but for our human shield kids.
A lot more than Kent than I ever thought I’d see.
Oh, and we arrived to the T-Birds first goal, which brought with it a shower of 4,000+ teddy bears from the crowd. (Apparently it was Donate a Teddy Bear Night.) So we went to a teddy bear shower and a hockey game broke out.
All in a good night’s fun.
Next up for Finn’s Y-Guides group: no idea.