In the Ballard neighborhood of Seattle there’s a big Fred Meyer. Sure there was some uproar over its construction, but not enough to derail the project. It’s by a local brew pub (Hales) and a ship yard, a paving stone company, a mechanic, you get the idea. More industrial than anything.
Sure it’s two and a half miles away, not exactly the closest store, but it’s the one we are going to until the one 3 blocks away from our house is finished. We are loyal to Fred Meyer because they kick back a portion of sales to our kids’ school. There’s a little more to it, but that’s enough of the backstory for the purposes of this posts.
We’re at Fred Meyer in the parking lot, which is pretty full. We park in a section we never have before, and there is a sign. Actually, there are several signs, one on each of several parking spots. These are not handicapped spots, considering their location (on the far side of the parking lot). The sign says something along the lines of “Public Parking For Canal Overlook” (it was hard to read because they were faded).
Who knew there was a public canal overlook at Fred Meyer?
At the canal overlook