Last weekend, Mike’s dad, Chat, came to visit us.

chat!

Hehehe.  This makes me laugh.

Prior to his arrival, we were both kind of stressing about what we could do to entertain him.  Mike and his dad don’t really excel at verbal communication- they try, but when the subject strays from real estate or investment ideas, the conversation tends to lag a little.  Since both Mike and his dad are pretty cut and dry introverts, they are okay with this.  I, on the other hand, am really only satisfied when people are holding hands and singing to each other about how much they love one another, so I wanted to try and fill the conversation gaps with as many activities as possible.

So we packed in the tourism goodness.

We went to the market, where I didn’t take any pictures, but we ate croissants.  Happy.

It was POURING rain- monsoon style- that day, so we did what Bachs do best- we headed to the aquarium.

coral

a cool starfish. i forgot it's real name though.

this is the face mike made after i told him he should talk to his dad more

giant coral

father and son, bonding at last

Post Aquarium, we headed to Bainbridge Island to look at the pretty-ness.  Too bad it was such a crap day.  Driftwood beaches are always pretty though.

That night, after dinner, Mike’s dad wanted to go dancing.  Since Mike and I aren’t big on the Vietnamese dance scene up here, we didn’t have any good suggestions and had to let Chat inquire in a local noodle shop for dance suggestions.  He went dancing, we caught up on some television watching.  (Note to my readers: if you are ever in Seattle and want to hit up the Viet dance scene, Mike’s dad gave Maxim a big thumbs down.  Evidently Yelp agreed.)

The next day, we hit up The Museum of Flight.  THIS was a big success- Mike and his dad both fed their engineer souls.  We spent 6 hours there.

planes!

more planes!

a flying car! (that doesn't work)

yeah you are, big boy

kind-of a plane

OMGwe'vebeenherefor5hoursalreadyandi'mkindofoverplanes

plane.

I should clarify- the Museum of Flight was actually really badass and I was entertained (for the first 4 hours).  And I will be eternally thankful to the Museum of Flight for occupying a sizable chunk of Chat’s visit.

After the museum, we had a delicious lunch at Tamarind Tree.  We didn’t have dinner together, because Chat did some research this time and had heard that Muckleshoot Casino was a good place to get your groove on, even if it was a 30 mile drive from our house.  Evidently, this was good advice because he stayed out way past my bedtime.

It’s a weird moment in life when you tell your father-in-law that he can borrow your car so he can go out dancing and to call you if he gets lost or will be home late.

Chat left the next day while I was at work, but it was nice to have him visit.  We’ll see him again when we’re back in California for our friend Ryan and Moina’s wedding, and hopefully we’ll have much better weather there.