I did some walking today
I walked after work. I love Seattle. There are many things that contribute to this love.
1. I do repetitive work. It's tedious and can sometimes be exhausting. I look out huge glass windows overlooking the Puget Sound. I watch the ferries come and go, disappearing into the islands which then give way to the looming Olympic mountain range, which is so unbelievably gorgeous. Even when it's cloudy, just watching the clouds roll over the water and the mountains is stunning.
2. I sat at Starbucks, waiting for Virg to get off work today. There was one other customer who was sitting there. All the coffeeshops in the heart of downtown close at around 6, because that's when everyone leaves to go home. The place was pretty much deserted. This guy was wearing a brown shirt and looked to be half asian. When I got on the bus on Capital hill, about an hour later, the same guy was sitting almost right next to me.
3. Virg got coffee at Cafe Ladro on Pine. She was in the bathroom and I was looking at pictures taken by mountain climbers. They reminded me of Ian's photos. I got into a conversation with the Barista about them.
4. I got a coffee at Bauhaus, it was beautiful today, warm but not too warm. There was a huge crowd there. The thing about Bauhaus is it's kind of unpredictable who will be there. There was a couple who looked preppy, a man who looked like a professor, several hipster types, and what appeared to be a wigger. The baristas were friendly, but busy*. We didn't stay.
5. We made a stop in Half-Priced books on Broadway and John. They have a black and white cat who, as Virg so aptly pointed out, appears to be double stuffed, like an oreo cookie. This cat is ginormous. There are several cats at this location and the other patrons are friendly and conversational.
6. I walked along Latona. There was a group of bikers going in the other direction. The first had a mustache that connected to a goatee, though the beard part was shaved off, giving the look of a really long mustache, but he wore fitted clothing and appeared to be very unlike the stereotype associated with that facial hair. Behind him was another man/boy who had thick, shoulder length hair, tucked under a hat. Behind him was a girl with thick dreadlocks.
7. A girl was walking ahead of me, wearing skinny jeans, a hoodie, and sported died black, choppy hair. She met up with a group of preppy looking kids. As they walked up the hill to meet her, I caught part of the conversation.
"If you really listen, the lyrics are pretty deep." A boy, about 17, said.
The girl joining them asked what they were talking about.
Someone responded, though I'm not sure the relation of what he said.
"Seriously, look at my favorites. Garden State, Requiem of a Dream*, and The Truman Show. Those are my favorite three movies of all time. What does that tell you?"
It told me he was a normal teenager.
8. I walk by the playground and seemingly unused school. There are two girls standing in a lawn across the street, laughing loudly and conversing excitedly. One is wearing a flowing tweed looking dress, the other is wearing a tanktop and tweed looking capris.
9. There are a lot of people walking their dogs. Capital Hill saw many small dogs. Also a couple out walking their two ferrets. I can only imagine how much their apartment smells.
10. Two very small girls play in the front lawn with their babysitter. They tell her she is now the horsie. She tells them they are too big and strong to ride on her back. They laugh.
11. I get to my street and stand on the corner. I look the west. I can see the Olympics peaking over the houses and trees. I look to the east, I can see the Cascades spanning across the horizon.
I love this place. I want to just go somewhere with my computer and just write observations. It makes me happy. I like the variety of experience here. I like the laid back nature of this place.
In other, very exciting news, Duker might be coming to Seattle for a couple of weeks. I am almost jumping out of my skin with excitement. I can't wait! :)
*I tend not to like the baristas at Bauhaus. Well, I don't like the lady baristas. They are condescending to a ridiculous degree. On the other hand, I love the baristas at the Pike location of Victrola.
*Yes, this is what he said. I know that's not the actual name of the movie.
1. I do repetitive work. It's tedious and can sometimes be exhausting. I look out huge glass windows overlooking the Puget Sound. I watch the ferries come and go, disappearing into the islands which then give way to the looming Olympic mountain range, which is so unbelievably gorgeous. Even when it's cloudy, just watching the clouds roll over the water and the mountains is stunning.
2. I sat at Starbucks, waiting for Virg to get off work today. There was one other customer who was sitting there. All the coffeeshops in the heart of downtown close at around 6, because that's when everyone leaves to go home. The place was pretty much deserted. This guy was wearing a brown shirt and looked to be half asian. When I got on the bus on Capital hill, about an hour later, the same guy was sitting almost right next to me.
3. Virg got coffee at Cafe Ladro on Pine. She was in the bathroom and I was looking at pictures taken by mountain climbers. They reminded me of Ian's photos. I got into a conversation with the Barista about them.
4. I got a coffee at Bauhaus, it was beautiful today, warm but not too warm. There was a huge crowd there. The thing about Bauhaus is it's kind of unpredictable who will be there. There was a couple who looked preppy, a man who looked like a professor, several hipster types, and what appeared to be a wigger. The baristas were friendly, but busy*. We didn't stay.
5. We made a stop in Half-Priced books on Broadway and John. They have a black and white cat who, as Virg so aptly pointed out, appears to be double stuffed, like an oreo cookie. This cat is ginormous. There are several cats at this location and the other patrons are friendly and conversational.
6. I walked along Latona. There was a group of bikers going in the other direction. The first had a mustache that connected to a goatee, though the beard part was shaved off, giving the look of a really long mustache, but he wore fitted clothing and appeared to be very unlike the stereotype associated with that facial hair. Behind him was another man/boy who had thick, shoulder length hair, tucked under a hat. Behind him was a girl with thick dreadlocks.
7. A girl was walking ahead of me, wearing skinny jeans, a hoodie, and sported died black, choppy hair. She met up with a group of preppy looking kids. As they walked up the hill to meet her, I caught part of the conversation.
"If you really listen, the lyrics are pretty deep." A boy, about 17, said.
The girl joining them asked what they were talking about.
Someone responded, though I'm not sure the relation of what he said.
"Seriously, look at my favorites. Garden State, Requiem of a Dream*, and The Truman Show. Those are my favorite three movies of all time. What does that tell you?"
It told me he was a normal teenager.
8. I walk by the playground and seemingly unused school. There are two girls standing in a lawn across the street, laughing loudly and conversing excitedly. One is wearing a flowing tweed looking dress, the other is wearing a tanktop and tweed looking capris.
9. There are a lot of people walking their dogs. Capital Hill saw many small dogs. Also a couple out walking their two ferrets. I can only imagine how much their apartment smells.
10. Two very small girls play in the front lawn with their babysitter. They tell her she is now the horsie. She tells them they are too big and strong to ride on her back. They laugh.
11. I get to my street and stand on the corner. I look the west. I can see the Olympics peaking over the houses and trees. I look to the east, I can see the Cascades spanning across the horizon.
I love this place. I want to just go somewhere with my computer and just write observations. It makes me happy. I like the variety of experience here. I like the laid back nature of this place.
In other, very exciting news, Duker might be coming to Seattle for a couple of weeks. I am almost jumping out of my skin with excitement. I can't wait! :)
*I tend not to like the baristas at Bauhaus. Well, I don't like the lady baristas. They are condescending to a ridiculous degree. On the other hand, I love the baristas at the Pike location of Victrola.
*Yes, this is what he said. I know that's not the actual name of the movie.