We had one stop en route Seattle. It was Denver, CO. Denver invariably intrigues me. It’s not particularly appealing to my eye, the way it sits in a bowl. It’s industrial, and so the formidable presence of steel and ironworks do not spring my hunger for visual aesthetics, but in a short flight out of Denver, or even a short drive, one is amidst startling beauty.

As we approached Denver I snapped a few pictures with my old iPhone and we had to take the obligatory selfie as we awaited our next flight to Seattle, WA, and then on to Alaska.

Then Denver came into view:

We landed safely and walked the long retailed corridors and I bought CJ a Denver sweatshirt we knew would be helpful in Alaska. As we waited for our next flight, we had to take the obligatory vacation selfie:

Then it was on to Seattle, Washington (see below):

And in Seattle, we made it to the ship:

Before we went to the ship we had time to enjoy Seattle some:

And another selfie (my apologies; I was tired, but excited, contrary to my facial expression):

Once we left port, I watched CJ as she watched Seattle recede.

And we took to the sea in comfort: