We went to market, to market, to buy a fat pig.
Toured Pioneer Square and The Old Underground City.
And, oh, by the way, snapped a painted mime juggler. He would juggle for money but depending on the donation, quit at a certain point.
As long as he’d stopped, we snapped him.
More later now that I figured out how to put a picture on my blog smaller than a billboard plus it’s a lot quicker on Chip’s high speed broadband than my 14th century dial-up at home.