Quick trip to Seattle
Seattle: 2.7 coffeeshops per capita (approx) and every one of them damn nice.
Is it just me or is this year’s cold a serious pain in the neck? Still just a cold, no need antibiotics, but enough to have me emailing my upstairs neighbors to ask “Y’all can’t hear it when I’m coughing my lungs out all night, can you?”
And evolving into the kind of swollen tonsils that give the wrong impression to the new neighbors across the way. “Have you seen the guy next door? He’s always in his kitchen, just staring at the ceiling. Then he bows to his sink. What a weirdo!”
Maybe I should prep my saltwater gargle solution in plain view next time….
Seattle: where even the dirty alleys are clean
All in all, it was the best of weeks, it was the worst of weeks, to escape up to Seattle for a few days. Lovely city, that Seattle. A place where you can have locally sourced corned beef hash with your lady one day, then tendon soup in a place called “What the pho?” with an old school-buddy the next.
A great place to justify an easy blog of photos, before I tell you what happened after the apian terror in Turkey with my brother. Have a swell (but not swollen) weekend!
Feel better soon.
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Thanks! This year’s a lingering one, but each day’s a little better than the last, and it’s just annoying. The amazing thing is how incredibly well designed these illnesses are, that they keep you from getting the sleep that would help you fight them off. Clever little buggers!
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Artsy images, and well-versed writing. I love how you make an achy situation seemingly fun to read, and then added the good expectations of a city. Very nicely presented post.
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Thank you Rommel, I appreciate that! (I just wish I’d taken a photo of those tendons…)
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