There are a handful of days out of the entire year when you can feel like you have the city to yourself.  The Superbowl, New Year’s Day (before everyone’s hangover drives them back into the streets), and Christmas Day all whittle down the population to a mere sliver.

The Seattle waterfront is one of my favorites, especially since the Great Wheel went into operation.  With the ferris wheel idle and the doors of the deep fried fish bit restaurants tightly locked there’s not much for the visitor to our gloomy and moist city.   At sunset you have the boardwalk to yourself.  Just a broad expanse of winter light dipping down below West Seattle and setting the clouds ablaze.