After breakfasting on croissants and mimosas, Jonathan and I set off on foot to the Fremont Summer Solstice celebration. We bought some hopped cold pressed coffee at a street market on the way and then enjoyed a stroll up the west shore of Lake Union, past the houseboats and across the blue and orange painted bridge to Fremont. We wandered through the craft fair - an explosion of hippiness at which the stalls included atheists, nudists and a doggie kissing booth. After dropping into the Brouwers Cafe for a liquid lunch, we found our spot to watch the Solstice Parade. The parade is famously preceded by about 1000 naked cyclists wearing only body paint. What a spectacle! Unless you looked closely it was as if they were wearing skin-tight brightly colored Lycra costumes. The cyclists were having so much fun, doubling back and wheeling around as the crowd cheered them on. It must be a very liberating feeling. We retreated to the Outlander pub for the rest of the parade, which couldn't really match the cyclists although everyone performed exuberantly. After the parade passed by we caught the bus to Holy Mountain brewing for a few more tastes of beer and then walked home.
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