"Snow packed" by design – FAIL!

I’ve only been up to work a couple of times since the snow and ice first settled on Seattle. Even though I simply have to walk across the street from my apartment and take a shuttle bus up the hill, it’s a risky and stressful business. To someone from Boston, familiar with how urban snow removal is supposed to work, the scene is bizarre. The streets are covered in thick, deeply rutted ice. The sidewalks are mostly patches of slick ice and piled snow. Riding on the shuttle bus is a series of spine-jarring bumps, interspersed with barely-controlled sprints across the ice. And the reason? No salt. From the Seattle Times:

To hear the city’s spin, Seattle’s road crews are making “great progress” in clearing the ice-caked streets. But it turns out “plowed streets” in Seattle actually means “snow-packed,” as in there’s snow and ice left on major arterials by design.

“We’e trying to create a hard-packed surface,” said Alex Wiggins, chief of staff for the Seattle Department of Transportation. “It doesn’t look like anything you’d find in Chicago or New York.”

Damn right. Any DPW chief in the north-east who did such a shitty job of clearing the streets would be fired on the spot.

The city’s approach means crews clear the roads enough for all-wheel and four-wheel-drive vehicles, or those with front-wheel drive cars as long as they are using chains, Wiggins said.

The icy streets are the result of Seattle’s refusal to use salt, an effective ice-buster used by the state Department of Transportation and cities accustomed to dealing with heavy winter snows.

Fearing the environmental impact of salt, Seattle is relying on sanding instead. The trouble is that if you put enough sand down to actually make a difference, it clogs storm drains and creates nasty dust in the spring. The result: Seattle uses such a small amount of sand that it makes almost no difference. And they couldn’t really lay down very much sand (or salt) anyway: while Boston has 700 snow plows, Seattle has just 27.
By the way, Seattle’s police cars are all rear-wheel drive. Even with chains, they have difficulty getting along on major arteries, and most secondary streets are impassable to them. Let’s hope that the bad guys aren’t smart enough to buy AWD vehicles….
UPDATE: Responding to Jon’s comment: I do not wish to imply that Seattle should run out and acquire 700 snow plows and thousands of tons of salt to cope with a once-every-20-year event. That would be dumb. What I’m saying is that (a) the city should be honest about this reality, and (b) that it should use established best practices in using the limited resources that it does have available. Using sand without salt is just bad practice: the sand blocks storm drains, and pollutes. Salt – at least in the quantities that Seattle can afford! – is not going to be an environmental hazard.
Claiming that “we’re trying to create a hard-packed surface,” and “we decided not to utilize salt because it’s not a healthy addition to Puget Sound” is either dishonest, or stupid, or both.

Hay fever?!

According to the NW Asthma: News & Resources site, the current pollen count here in Seattle is really low (although it spiked up to “high” last Wednesday). Doesn’t matter. For the first time in years, I’ve got the classic symptoms of a rip-roaring hay fever. The 24 hour time release OTC Claritin tablets only seems to help for about 12 hours. However I’m hesitant to double up. the dose, because I find it difficult to sleep with that stuff in my system….  

They cancelled the tsunami advisory before I knew about it…

It’s sobering to think that an earthquake 4,300 miles away could trigger a tsunami advisory here. From Yahoo! Weather:
TSUNAMI MESSAGE NUMBER 4
NWS WEST COAST/ALASKA TSUNAMI WARNING CENTER PALMER AK
715 PM PDT WED AUG 15 2007
...THE TSUNAMI ADVISORY FOR ALASKA/ BRITISH COLUMBIA/ WASHINGTON/ OREGON AND CALIFORNIA IS ENDED
... NO - REPEAT NO - WATCH OR WARNING IS IN EFFECT FOR THE STATES AND PROVINCES LISTED ABOVE.
A TSUNAMI HAS BEEN OBSERVED ON A DEEP OCEAN PRESSURE SENSOR OFF NORTHERN CHILE. REPORTS FROM CHILE INDICATE THAT A DESTRUCTIVE TSUNAMI WAS NOT OBSERVED IN CHILE. THE TSUNAMI IS NOT EXPECTED TO THREATEN THE U.S. WEST COAST BRITISH COLUMBIA OR ALASKA.

EVALUATION
BASED ON THE LOCATION - MAGNITUDE - HISTORIC TSUNAMI RECORDS AND OBSERVED TSUNAMI EFFECTS THE EARTHQUAKE WAS NOT SUFFICIENT TO GENERATE A TSUNAMI DAMAGING TO CALIFORNIA/ OREGON/ WASHINGTON/ BRITISH COLUMBIA OR ALASKA. SOME OF THESE AREAS MAY EXPERIENCE NON-DAMAGING SEA LEVEL CHANGES.
PRELIMINARY EARTHQUAKE PARAMETERS
MAGNITUDE - 7.9
TIME - 1541 AKDT AUG 15 2007 1641 PDT AUG 15 2007 2341 UTC AUG 15 2007
LOCATION - 13.5 SOUTH 76.7 WEST - NEAR COAST OF PERU
DEPTH - 29 MILES/47 KM
THE PACIFIC TSUNAMI WARNING CENTER IN EWA BEACH HAWAII IS CLOSING ITS INVESTIGATION AND WILL ISSUE A FINAL MESSAGE FOR AREAS OUTSIDE CALIFORNIA/ OREGON/ WASHINGTON/ BRITISH COLUMBIA AND ALASKA. THIS WILL BE THE LAST WEST COAST/ALASKA TSUNAMI WARNING CENTER MESSAGE ISSUED FOR THIS EVENT. INFORMATION ABOUT THIS EVENT IS ALSO POSTED AT WCATWC.ARH.NOAA.GOV.

Seattle Sounders 2 : Preston North End 1

Just after lunch today I received an email from the Seattle Sounders (US soccer) club, telling me that there was an “international exhibition match” this evening. When I hear “international exhibition football”, I tend to think of the Real Madrid match I saw this time last year, or Sunday’s much-ballyhooed encounter between Los Angeles and Chelsea. But football isn’t just a winner-takes-all sport, and there are lots of teams that play international exhibitions. Like… Preston North End?! OK, I admit that surprised me. Of course the name is legendary:

In the past Preston were famously successful, being the first winners of “The Double” in English football. In 1888–89 Preston became the first, and only, team to go throughout an entire season unbeaten in both the league and FA Cup — only Arsenal F.C., in 2003–04, have managed to have an unbeaten season in the top division since. They were league champions again the following season, but have not won the title since.

These days they play in the Championship, where they finished 7th last year.
During a staff meeting this afternoon, I pondered whether to go to the match. There were pros and cons. Pro: the stadium is across the street, it would be easy and cheap to get a ticket, I could sit anywhere I wanted, there would be lots of English fans, and it would be fun to watch a match. Con: the last time I saw an English team in the US was a disaster (for England), I would probably be surrounded by squads of identically-uniformed ten-year old girls (with their parents and coaches), and the only food on offer was likely to be hot dogs and Bud Lite.
I decided to go. I wound up sitting with a group of Preston fans from England, and so I joined in their singing and chanting. Unfortunately, the match was another debacle. Preston started strong, while the Sounders looked really tentative, and Preston went ahead midway through the half. After the break, Preston slowed down (?jet-lag) and Seattle picked up their pace. Their first goal was something of a fluke, coming off the crossbar twice; by the time they scored their second, the Preston defence was simply too slow. A draw would have reflected the run of play, but 2-1 wasn’t unreasonable.
And now I have to find some real food, to make up for the hot dog and Bud Lite…

One second: $56

This morning was unexpectedly expensive. The ticketAt 7:15, I was walking to a downtown restaurant for a breakfast meeting, as I do every Thursday, and I came to the intersection of Seneca Street and 3rd Avenue. The light was against us, and so I waited with half a dozen other pedestrians for it to change. I was watching the traffic light for Seneca Street, which was devoid of cars. The light changed from green to yellow, and I put my right foot on the crosswalk. One second later, four things happened:

  1. the traffic light change to red,
  2. the pedestrian signal changed to “WALK”,
  3. I pushed off from the kerb with my left foot, and
  4. I heard the sound of a Harley Davidson revving; this was closely followed by a police siren.

I had been nicked for jaywalking.
I was quiet and scrupulously polite, remembering the case of Professor Fernandez-Armesto in Atlanta. I showed my ID, answered the officer’s questions, and received a citation ((Confusingly for non-Americans, “citation” has several contradictory meanings. It can, inter alia, mean “a mention of a praiseworthy act or achievement” or “a legal summons”. It ranks with one of my other favourite auto-antonyms, the verb “to table”.)) for $56. I have no idea how he arrived at that fine ((Merry thinks that the cop simply used my age.)) – the Seattle City code simply states that the fine shall be “not more than $250” (whew!). I also think that it’s odd that the fine should be nearly twice that for parking in a handicapped-only space, but then I come from a country, England, in which there is no such thing as jaywalking, and from a city (Boston) where the jaywalking laws have apparently not been enforced since 1976.
I guess I’m a real Seattlite now.

A British Affaire

I imagine that all expats get nostalgic for things that they remember from “back home” – especially food. I find it easy to buy some items – chocolate digestives, Marmite – but practically impossible to find other stuff. Case in point: after searching unsuccessfully all winter for Branston Pickle, I broke down and ordered a case (6 big jars) from an Amazon.com merchant.
But this afternoon I finally located the supplier that will help me deal with… well, I guess “homesickness” is fairly accurate. I was browsing through a small gallery of shops – mostly art and Chihuly Glass ((note the deliberate distinction)) – at Fifth and Union and came across A British Affaire, selling English foods and gifts. I loaded up with such things as pickled onions, shandy, Woodpecker cider, a really big jar of Marmite ((you can never have too much Marmite)), and assorted sweets. Mmmm. Friendly people, good selection. They have another shop in Tacoma that they are thinking of turning into a European football ((“soccer” for you colonial types)) hang-out. Sounds good to me.

An awe-inspiring sight

In all of the chaos and confusion of the last couple of weeks, I forgot to blog about this….
At about 10:30am on Tuesday, March 13, I was walking from my apartment to the bus-stop on 2nd Avenue, to catch the bus to SeaTac and then fly to London. It was a bright, sunny morning. As I walked down 5th Avenue towards South Jackson Street, all of the seagulls and pigeons took off and started flying this way and that, making a tremendous racket. And suddenly they all disappeared, and everything was strangely quiet….
Looking up, I saw a Bald Eagle swooping towards me, and then lifting effortlessly over the Union Station buildings. It was unmistakable, and magnificent.