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The Hilton Sea-Tac is about half a mile from the airport via
a mostly indoor route that takes you to the end of the
terminal and then through the parking garage and the light
rail station. An elevator ride (if it's working) down and
then across one unprotected street crossing and you're there.
They gave me a room on the third floor with a garden view,
much nicer than facing out onto the parking lot or the
streets. Comfy bed, corded and cordless phone, enough outlets,
and a small but clean bathroom. A coupon for a continental
breakfast at Spencer's or the lobby coffee shop.

It's a half-hour ride downtown on the light rail: $3 to Stadium
station, and then a 10-minute walk to will call at the ball park.

Attendance was about 14000 - about par for the tail end of the
season for a team that was never in serious contention.

I visited Hap up in the nosebleed section of Safeco, where he had
hoped for a tranquil evening but didn't get it, with the small
crowd making up for its size by its rowdiness. Meanwhile I
watched Jesus Montero provide the offense the Mariners needed
for a 3-1 win over the Angels.

My stomach started rumbling, so I considered the options. As
Hap was due for a dentist appointment in the morning, it was
unclear whether I should plan on lunch with him or eat at
the hotel. If the latter, I'd maybe want to economize, as
Spencer's (not the best steakhouse in the world, but okay)
is quite a pricy little venue. I figured no, I'll eat now, 
and during a lull in the action I dashed off to Ivar's and
got clams and chips, a relative bargain at $10.95. This came
an enormous serving of clam strips and a moderate serving of
fries. The strips tasted okay for a while, but were really
salty and monotextural, and unlike real fried clams, one gets 
easily tired of them. I eventually ate all of them and about
half the potatoes.

After the game, I said goodnight to Hap, who was directing
the mostly happy crowd to the exits and took the light rail,
which was crowded but not crushingly so - I actually got a
seat -, back to the hotel and a good night's sleep.
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I get a coupon for a free continental breakfast at the lobby bar or
at the tonier Spencer's for Steaks. Not that I eat breakfast, but I
went downstairs to check things out. I asked the barista what came,
and she said that it represented a $10 credit, so I picked up a
couple chocolate bars to go and counted it good.

Seattle Chocolates Perfect Peanut Butter dark chocolate truffle bar
with roasted peanuts. The chocolate was decent, but the filling was
out of whack, a little bitter and not salty enough, probably a 
casualty of the desire to make things healthier rather than tasting
better. The plus side is two of these made a breakfast more congenial
for me than all the muffins and coffee in the world.

Hap called after his appointment and sounded cheerful and
comprehensible, so I gathered that he would be up for lunch. He 
picked me up a little before 1 and we headed down toward Tacoma.
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