Kainoa had to wake up early but we did not. Susanne had the next two days off so we were really excited to be able to play around the area with her. We woke up and Susanne made very delicious banana pancakes. To this Brad sang the Jack Johnson banana pancake song. We topped them with strawberries and syrup and they were really tasty especially when you got a banana bite. I just discovered that banana is a fun word to type. Banana banana banana! After going to Panera Bread where we had the broccoli soup – I know you would have loved it Dustin – we saw where 
she works and went to a See’s Candies store, which is right next to where she works. I would eat too much candy if I worked there, but I eat too much candy now so I guess everything would be the same. We tried a few delicious truffles. We went downtown and the three of us combined only had three dollars and fifteen cents in cash. So, we had to find a parking garage that took MasterCard/Visa. We ended up finding a spot next to the Experienced Music Project. Inside this shinny and wavy building was everything about music. Not only was it a music history museum, mostly of Seattle’s music scene but of the progression of music in general as well, but it was also a hands on experience. There was a giant room with soundproof booths with different instruments and machines inside. We played keys, bongos, guitars, turntables, a mixing board and a strange drum board with flashing lights. I was probably best at the drums and the turntables. I really liked the turntables and with I had some to play on at home. There was a lyric booth that Susanne and I really wanted to get into but there were always people waiting. Susanne and I did master Born in the USA on the keyboard. We were both born in the USA and that is probably why we were so good at that song. Or maybe because it was 
really easy to play? Susanne became Sir Mix-A-Lot on the turntables. This room was really fun like a playroom especially for Brad. His eyes enlarged and he kept getting really distracted. He just kind of went of and did his own thing. The difference between us is he really played the instruments and I just played. There was one wall full of different pedals and if you know Brad you know his love for pedals. There were a few rooms dedicated solely to the man, Jimi Hendrix. There on the walls was his entire life unfolded. It was pretty remarkable to see. They had on display one of his lyric notebooks, which was a real treat to see. It was amazing to see the actual written lyrics to songs I both know and love written by the hand of Jimi Hendrix himself. On the pages you could see old lyrics that were not recorded replaced with new ones that took their place. That was one of the neatest parts for me. It took an untouchable legend and turned 
him into a real person who changed his mind as well as his songs. There were some of his guitars both whole and broken. I hate that rock stars break their guitars. I think it is stupid to destroy the very thing that you obviously love. There was a three-story statue made entirely of instruments, mostly guitars and the like. Brad just looked up at it for a minute and he looked like a kid. One of these pictures on the side is Brad looking up in awe at all the tower of guitars. Brad’s favorite room was of course the progression of the guitar. It went from old silly looking guitars to the famous vintage makes and models that make Brad drool. There were some really awesome guitars behind Plexiglas. I think it hurt Brad’s heart a little to see them behind the glass where they could not be played. There were some fenders that looked similar to his but were much older and therefor cooler and more expensive. It was fun for me to watch him go around the room and stare at each one like a painting. I am sure that is how he has felt when we have gone to art museums in the past. He likes the paintings and looks at them and appreciated them like I appreciate and look at the guitars. I think they are pretty and awesome and I like the way the sound but it goes deeper for him. I never understood how he could look at paintings so quickly and be done with a room in a museum in a ten minutes. I would stay and be transfixed by a Monet or a Degas the same way that he became transfixed by a vintage Fender or an old Gibson. I suppose they qualify as art as well as anything else does. There was also a random science fiction / robot portion of this museum. This was a little treky but there were a few neat parts. There was a life-sized ninja 
turtle. It was the mechanical Donate from a movie. Sadly we were not allowed to take pictures or I would have. There was a life-sized E.T. I suppose from the movie. There was also a room full of a variety of robots and some of these were really cute. As for the rest of this museum it was kind of weird. There were all sorts of movie posters and sci-fi books. There was a wall with toy gun on it??? There were a lot of star wars dolls and other action figures of that sort. From here we checked out the city a little. We walked around and saw a few photo shoots. Two photo shoots were for weddings and the other was a model of sorts. She jumped around a lot and wore a bad dress with platform boots from 1998. She took herself really seriously and th
ere was another girl in the wings with her mom doing her hair. I think they paid too much money to have their picture taken. Ohh the joy of big cities. We had a waiter cuss to us about the economy and we went to a super trendy bar where if you were not wearing eyeliner and skinny jeans or leggings then you were clearly out of place. We were "mean mugged", which means starred up and down, by a girl with black and white stripped hair and thick rimmed glasses. Her boyfriend said there should be someone like him in Europe. They were too cool for school. Other than that we enjoyed this bar. This is where we waited for Kainoa and had delicious drinks with ginger beer in them.
she works and went to a See’s Candies store, which is right next to where she works. I would eat too much candy if I worked there, but I eat too much candy now so I guess everything would be the same. We tried a few delicious truffles. We went downtown and the three of us combined only had three dollars and fifteen cents in cash. So, we had to find a parking garage that took MasterCard/Visa. We ended up finding a spot next to the Experienced Music Project. Inside this shinny and wavy building was everything about music. Not only was it a music history museum, mostly of Seattle’s music scene but of the progression of music in general as well, but it was also a hands on experience. There was a giant room with soundproof booths with different instruments and machines inside. We played keys, bongos, guitars, turntables, a mixing board and a strange drum board with flashing lights. I was probably best at the drums and the turntables. I really liked the turntables and with I had some to play on at home. There was a lyric booth that Susanne and I really wanted to get into but there were always people waiting. Susanne and I did master Born in the USA on the keyboard. We were both born in the USA and that is probably why we were so good at that song. Or maybe because it was 
really easy to play? Susanne became Sir Mix-A-Lot on the turntables. This room was really fun like a playroom especially for Brad. His eyes enlarged and he kept getting really distracted. He just kind of went of and did his own thing. The difference between us is he really played the instruments and I just played. There was one wall full of different pedals and if you know Brad you know his love for pedals. There were a few rooms dedicated solely to the man, Jimi Hendrix. There on the walls was his entire life unfolded. It was pretty remarkable to see. They had on display one of his lyric notebooks, which was a real treat to see. It was amazing to see the actual written lyrics to songs I both know and love written by the hand of Jimi Hendrix himself. On the pages you could see old lyrics that were not recorded replaced with new ones that took their place. That was one of the neatest parts for me. It took an untouchable legend and turned 
him into a real person who changed his mind as well as his songs. There were some of his guitars both whole and broken. I hate that rock stars break their guitars. I think it is stupid to destroy the very thing that you obviously love. There was a three-story statue made entirely of instruments, mostly guitars and the like. Brad just looked up at it for a minute and he looked like a kid. One of these pictures on the side is Brad looking up in awe at all the tower of guitars. Brad’s favorite room was of course the progression of the guitar. It went from old silly looking guitars to the famous vintage makes and models that make Brad drool. There were some really awesome guitars behind Plexiglas. I think it hurt Brad’s heart a little to see them behind the glass where they could not be played. There were some fenders that looked similar to his but were much older and therefor cooler and more expensive. It was fun for me to watch him go around the room and stare at each one like a painting. I am sure that is how he has felt when we have gone to art museums in the past. He likes the paintings and looks at them and appreciated them like I appreciate and look at the guitars. I think they are pretty and awesome and I like the way the sound but it goes deeper for him. I never understood how he could look at paintings so quickly and be done with a room in a museum in a ten minutes. I would stay and be transfixed by a Monet or a Degas the same way that he became transfixed by a vintage Fender or an old Gibson. I suppose they qualify as art as well as anything else does. There was also a random science fiction / robot portion of this museum. This was a little treky but there were a few neat parts. There was a life-sized ninja 
turtle. It was the mechanical Donate from a movie. Sadly we were not allowed to take pictures or I would have. There was a life-sized E.T. I suppose from the movie. There was also a room full of a variety of robots and some of these were really cute. As for the rest of this museum it was kind of weird. There were all sorts of movie posters and sci-fi books. There was a wall with toy gun on it??? There were a lot of star wars dolls and other action figures of that sort. From here we checked out the city a little. We walked around and saw a few photo shoots. Two photo shoots were for weddings and the other was a model of sorts. She jumped around a lot and wore a bad dress with platform boots from 1998. She took herself really seriously and th
ere was another girl in the wings with her mom doing her hair. I think they paid too much money to have their picture taken. Ohh the joy of big cities. We had a waiter cuss to us about the economy and we went to a super trendy bar where if you were not wearing eyeliner and skinny jeans or leggings then you were clearly out of place. We were "mean mugged", which means starred up and down, by a girl with black and white stripped hair and thick rimmed glasses. Her boyfriend said there should be someone like him in Europe. They were too cool for school. Other than that we enjoyed this bar. This is where we waited for Kainoa and had delicious drinks with ginger beer in them. 
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