Sunday was the Westenders Scooter Club Quirky Turkey ride which was a total blast. The Westenders, the Vespa Club of Seattle and Sqream congregated at Cafe Racer on Roosevelt and we all headed out around noon.
Our first stop was at Swanson's to see the famed Dasher and Blitzen, who were on holiday resting and fueling up for the long sleigh-pulling season to come. I would like to note that Dasher and Blitzen are female reindeer, both of whom are mothers, in addition to hauling a fat white man and his cargo around all winter.
Swanson's also had this amazing train set running through an enchanted forest with tiny fairies and gnomes and elves, giant dragonflies and dandelions. I wanted so badly to hit record on my digital camera and put it in the freight car for a 30-second video, but I didn't want to get kicked out of Swanson's and give scooterists a bad name.
Oh and there were these enormous koi, too. I mean, they were four feet long. You can't tell in the photo. Had I encountered them while swimming, I would have feared for my life.
I bought a big bag of Narcissus bulbs at Swanson's -- they are one of my favorite flowers. I have been searching for a perfume oil to replace my tiny bottle of Egyptian Narcissus oil that has been empty for nearly 7 years, but I haven't found it anywhere. So I must grow them instead.
We added a few scooters in the parking lot, including a fellow from Oregon, and headed out for Golden Gardens in Ballard, of all places.
The drive along the water was so fabulous. We were about 25 strong by this point, and took over the whole stretch of open road. The wind was merciless for about a mile, but I was having so much fun I didn't even care. We stopped at the Ballard Farmer's Market, where I had the Best Quesadilla Ever that had beets in it. Then on to the Fremont Sunday Market, and then to the new Scoot About Scooter Rental location in South Lake Union. They had very cool signs.
We all parked at Scoot About and headed over to Buca di Beppo for a luxuriously long evening meal that left me in a total pasta coma.
At dinner I was voted into the Westenders SC. They said I had "the most beautiful Stella ever" and therefore had to be in their club. I must be appointed Minister of something, and I'm not sure what yet. Perhaps I will suggest Minister of Repairs. I'm hoping the Frankenstella's streak of bad luck is coming to an end in time for the Yule Ride.
Oh, and Dawn has a devil duck on her Vespa.
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