It was a bleak, overcast February day, but it wasn’t
raining. I was bundled up in my robe sipping tea over a bowl of cereal, bored.
A section of the News Tribune peeked out from under my mug. Bright colors
called out, “Ringing in the Lunar New Year around the South Sound.”
YES, the year of the monkey! An earlier article in January
had explained that Tacoma’s Monkeyshines project was back on. Anonymous glassblowers around Tacoma make thousands of glass balls, medallions imprinted with the Asian new year’s
animal (2016 is the monkey) and other objects of art and hide them around town. It all started 12 years
ago, and was on my list of things to do.
Then last year, they said it would be
the last year for Monkeyshines. I was disappointed that I hadn’t gotten around
to searching for the handblown glass balls. Now I had another chance. I was
excited that Monkeyshines was back on!
Even though the Lunar New Year is on Monday, and this was the
Friday before, the article said that the handblown globes could start showing
up a few days early. A field trip to Tacoma was necessary!
I didn’t get to Tacoma until 10 am. My plan had been to start
in the Chinese Reconciliation Park, but I took a wrong turn and missed it.
Instead I parked on Commerce St. in front of a bar and a vertical dance studio.
The street was empty.
I started walking and scanning the storefronts, looking
along window ledges and in planters. I climbed the stairs beside the old Elks
temple that McMenamins has started restoring. I was looking between the white rungs
on the stairs and stood on tip toes to peer into the urns perched on corners,
but there were just old plastic bottles in there.
At the top, I headed toward
the antique/theater district.
It was a quiet walk, very different from when the
restaurants and pubs are open at night. I didn’t spy any Monkeyshines treasure.
However, I did see a few tempting items in storefront windows that I’d like to
look at more closely when the shops open.
I made my way back toward my car, but detoured down the hill
after spotting a sign for Fireman’s Park. I’d read about a famous totem pole in
the park. It was carved in 1903 to impress President Theodore Roosevelt when he
came through town. It stands 80 feet tall (beating out the 60 –ft. totem pole
that was in Seattle at the time). A few years ago, there was a controversy
about what to do when it was inspected and found to be in poor condition. The
city decided to restore it, brace it, and leave it in Fireman’s Park.
Totem Pole in Fireman's Park, Tacoma, WA |
Mt. Rainier from Fireman's Park, Tacoma, WA |
The sliver of green park hovers over the highway and has great views of Commencement Bay, the port of Tacoma, and Mt. Rainier.
I was the only one there, and the sole hint at a Monkeyshine ball turned out to be a rock. I felt like Charlie Brown on Halloween.
I pointed my Nikes back up the hill toward my car. When I
passed by the pay station near my car, I noticed that someone had stuck their
ticket on the machine. I love it that people “donate” their unused parking time
to random strangers.
Since I was parked on Commerce St. I decided a trip to Mad
Hat Tea Company, several blocks down, would be a good way to warm up. I lucked
out with a space right in front and watched the Link light rail streetcar pass
by. That was another thing I’d always wanted to do—ride the Link.
I got my tea to-go and hopped aboard. There are six stops
along the 1.6 miles from Freighthouse Square and the Sounder train station to
the theater/antique shop district, and it only takes 10 minutes to go from one end
to the other. Until September the ride is free. I didn’t spot any Monkeyshine
treasure along the way, but the ride was smooth and it was very clean. It was a
convenient way to get from one end of town to the other. I hope it expands to
cover more of Tacoma.
Realizing that I probably started my quest too early, I drove
the 20 minutes back home to Puyallup and made plans for searching again on
Monday, the real start of the Lunar New Year.
Monday morning I got an earlier start and arrived at
Fireman’s Park by 8:30. This time I wasn’t alone. There were at least 15 other
people there who also thought that it would be a good place to hide Monkeyshines
glass balls, medallions, and art. We were all peering under bushes and shading
our eyes from the morning sun to look up into trees.
After 45 minutes of finding nothing, I drove over to the Chinese Reconciliation Park. (Another place on my Tacoma to-do list.)
After 45 minutes of finding nothing, I drove over to the Chinese Reconciliation Park. (Another place on my Tacoma to-do list.)
It was built to acknowledge and apologize for an ugly part
of Tacoma history when Chinese workers were forced out of the city. The
pathways pleasantly meander along leading to the Fuzhou Ting, a striking red pavilion
that was built by three master craftsmen from Fuzhou, China, Tacoma’s sister
city.
The park is right on the water, with scenic vistas as far as
the eye can see. But as near as my eye could see there were no hand blown glass
balls. Once again, I surrendered and drowned my sorrows in tea, this time at
Corina Bakery.
Dancing Cranes mural. |
Manhole cover on sidewalk near Mad Hat Tea Co. |
I know that it’s not one of the precious, hand-blown glass
balls. I have no triumphant tale of discovery, but it does have the monkey seal
pressed into glass, and it was handcrafted in Tacoma. I crossed a lot off of my
Tacoma to-do list, got some exercise in, didn’t get rained on, and saw quite a
bit of art along the way. Still, looking closely at that monkey’s face on the
candle holder, I have to wonder, is he laughing at me?
Laura Keolanui Stark
enjoyed her wild monkey chase. She can be reached at stark.laura.k@gmail.com.