so where was I?
Oh, Sidney, Nebraska....yeah, yeah, we made it though a twister, blah, blah, blah. What state was next? Oh yeah, Wyoming. Pretty boring, although it is the first state where we successfully bought a snow globe.
Salt Lake City, Utah.
Utah is pretty fucking beautiful and Salt Lake City is just nestled right in the middle of this vast beauty. We just stopped there for lunch, it was only a few miles out of our way. We got food at this weird restaurant that we happened upon that also happened to have vegan food. wooo hooo. The waiter there was this crazy guy who needed a total make under. His hair was noticably ironed staight, and his clothes were noticably bought with holes already in them. He also needed a lesson in socail interaction. Some how he knew Melissa and I were not from Salt Lake City. Maybe our sembelence of reality was it.
Twin Falls, Idaho. ummmm yeah, spent the night there. Stole syrup from IHOP....that's about it.
PORTLAND.
Got to Sunshine's met her husband...Naftali, a nice orthdox from Cali who likes to surf, scuba dive, smoke weed, watch TV, and talk about judism. They were celebrating Shabbas so we decided to stay at a hotel, rather then go without electricity, or rather disturbing electricity?
We drove around ditched a bad restaurant for another, went to a vintage shop were I bought some buttons. Went to the small powell's books. Kept getting lost, and just watching portland. Met up with Kristin, Melissa's friend. She is fucking awesome. She isn't dull at all...and will talk about lots of interesting things. I like her a lot. She rides a bike and has a strange past. Or at least 4 years when Melissa says she has no idea about Kristin's life then.
Coincedently the weekend we were in Portland was also the weekend of the rose parade or something. It went right by our hotal and we saw the mayor and it's a big thing and people sleep all night on the sidewalk just for a glimpse. We went to the saturday market...browsed, ate, we found out our destiny. It was fun. Along with the rose parade thing, they make the water front into a carnival and have concerts and stuff. guess who played saturday night....the fucking VIOLENT FEMMES. Yeah, that's right we saw the violent femmes in portland for free. We didn't pay the 5 bucks to get in and be stick between smelly sweaty people. Instead we stood on the street with a perfect view of the stage.
We spent the night at Sunshine's and in the morning went to the big Powell's Bookstore. We were there for more then 2 hours. It is the largest bookstore in the US. It was fucking awesome. I thought strand was great, this place kicks strands ass.
There is this incredibly good looking guy who works at the hostel. I don't know his name, and he's probably just being nice to me cause it's his job. but he just paced around me over here and when i turned around he smiled and tried to look busy. Now he left. he is the most beautiful boy in the world.
So yeah, now I am in Seattle. I don't feel like much has happened. I've kind of been just windering around. thinking alot, and being alone. It's funny. I keep wishing that I wasn't alone. That i knew someone here, anyone. But, the few people I have met at the hostel, I could ask thm to get something to eat, do something, there was one girl i actually made plan with and then ditched her...amde up an elloborate lie. I don't want to be alone, I don't want to put the effort into make new friends. I was confused, until I realized....it's just MY friends I miss. But camp starts on thursday, and in the time alone I've done a lot of reading and wondering. It's been a good time, and I still don't know what to make of this city.
They have no fucking peanut chews here!
Salt Lake City, Utah.
Utah is pretty fucking beautiful and Salt Lake City is just nestled right in the middle of this vast beauty. We just stopped there for lunch, it was only a few miles out of our way. We got food at this weird restaurant that we happened upon that also happened to have vegan food. wooo hooo. The waiter there was this crazy guy who needed a total make under. His hair was noticably ironed staight, and his clothes were noticably bought with holes already in them. He also needed a lesson in socail interaction. Some how he knew Melissa and I were not from Salt Lake City. Maybe our sembelence of reality was it.
Twin Falls, Idaho. ummmm yeah, spent the night there. Stole syrup from IHOP....that's about it.
PORTLAND.
Got to Sunshine's met her husband...Naftali, a nice orthdox from Cali who likes to surf, scuba dive, smoke weed, watch TV, and talk about judism. They were celebrating Shabbas so we decided to stay at a hotel, rather then go without electricity, or rather disturbing electricity?
We drove around ditched a bad restaurant for another, went to a vintage shop were I bought some buttons. Went to the small powell's books. Kept getting lost, and just watching portland. Met up with Kristin, Melissa's friend. She is fucking awesome. She isn't dull at all...and will talk about lots of interesting things. I like her a lot. She rides a bike and has a strange past. Or at least 4 years when Melissa says she has no idea about Kristin's life then.
Coincedently the weekend we were in Portland was also the weekend of the rose parade or something. It went right by our hotal and we saw the mayor and it's a big thing and people sleep all night on the sidewalk just for a glimpse. We went to the saturday market...browsed, ate, we found out our destiny. It was fun. Along with the rose parade thing, they make the water front into a carnival and have concerts and stuff. guess who played saturday night....the fucking VIOLENT FEMMES. Yeah, that's right we saw the violent femmes in portland for free. We didn't pay the 5 bucks to get in and be stick between smelly sweaty people. Instead we stood on the street with a perfect view of the stage.
We spent the night at Sunshine's and in the morning went to the big Powell's Bookstore. We were there for more then 2 hours. It is the largest bookstore in the US. It was fucking awesome. I thought strand was great, this place kicks strands ass.
There is this incredibly good looking guy who works at the hostel. I don't know his name, and he's probably just being nice to me cause it's his job. but he just paced around me over here and when i turned around he smiled and tried to look busy. Now he left. he is the most beautiful boy in the world.
So yeah, now I am in Seattle. I don't feel like much has happened. I've kind of been just windering around. thinking alot, and being alone. It's funny. I keep wishing that I wasn't alone. That i knew someone here, anyone. But, the few people I have met at the hostel, I could ask thm to get something to eat, do something, there was one girl i actually made plan with and then ditched her...amde up an elloborate lie. I don't want to be alone, I don't want to put the effort into make new friends. I was confused, until I realized....it's just MY friends I miss. But camp starts on thursday, and in the time alone I've done a lot of reading and wondering. It's been a good time, and I still don't know what to make of this city.
They have no fucking peanut chews here!