Fremont (Seattle neighborhood) hosts Oktoberfest each fall. Beer. A 5K race. Leaves. Lisa, Bess and I decided to participate in the run. It doesn't even start until 9:30am. At that point you know you're running in something where the beer at the end is more important than the race itself. Awesome. No beer for us though. I followed it up with a trip to the Ballard (another neighborhood) farmer's market with Bess. Guess I'm a geezer or something. Wink.
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