Trinity, standing on both SEA and MKE on the Midwest map
After more than a decade of it holding steady at Number 1 on my "places I need to go before I die" list, I have finally made it to Seattle
. I feel like I should be having this incredible spiritual experience, and to be honest I am a little annoyed that I am not. More than ten years of daydreams and desires, spent traveling to cities all over America, always wishing I could be in Seattle, all stemming from an obssesion I created (for myself?) as a young stoner who thought that Jimi's spirit would rise up when I visited his gravesite and save me from the troubles of the world. The real reason why I am disturbed is because about seven years ago, I had placed being here in this city where I sit right now at my top priority in LIFE.
One of my favorites from Pigs on Parade
Seattle was supposed to be my mecca. Today I am here just like any other tourist with a camera, not really looking for anything more than Pigs on Parade in the downtown area. I feel like the 24 year old me should kick my ass.
Anyway, yeah! It's been an awesome time. It is a beautiful city, and I will definitely come back again, especially now that I know my way around, so next time around will feel more comfortable booking a cheap hotel despite reading nightmare reviews from spoiled Trip Advisor members. I did not visit the two most important places in the city. That is, Jimi's grave and Bruce Lee's grave. It turns out that Seattle is not exactly what I would call a walking city. The public transportation is about the same as it is in Milwaukee. It take about a half hour to get downtown from the airport, not that I would complain since I enjoy paying $1.
The original Starbucks
50 as opposed to the $35 cab. Jimi is buried in Renton
, which is not exactly around the corner for a budget traveler like myself who has no rental car. Bruce Lee is buried not too far from where I am right now, but not exactly near when you are on foot, with a six year old, in a city which seems to be some type of cruel and bizarre optical illusion: it seriously feels as though you are always walking uphill, at the same time it doesn't feel right because clouds are not above you, but straight ahead of you at eye level. I could have made it to see Jimi, but I didn't want to, and I had my reasons. Trinity would not have been fond of the journey, although she'd have done it because she knows I wanted to, in fact she asked me why we didn't.
My favorite picture I took of Seattle
I didn't know what I would do when I got there. I've spent 15 years imagining it and I couldn't bear to think about the disappointment I'd feel when it didn't happen. Oh, I will still do it, one day. But I won't be high on Starbucks coffee at the time, if you know what I mean. I don't really need to talk to Jimi's bones, as I talk to him in my head all the time.
Speaking of Starbucks! My drink is 54¢ cheaper here! I want to order 500 grande iced no whip mochas for myself and 750 venti iced chais for my sister. Do you realize how much money that is? As for the people who are anti-Starbucks. Honestly...just shut up. Starbucks is just as evil a multi-million dollar corporation as whatever coffee/food/magazine/internet service/whatever guilty pleasure you're addicted to is! I swear to god the anti-Starbucks thing is almost as bad as preachy vegetarians and/or straight edge psychos are, lately.
Seattle, from the Space Needle
Oh, and Trinity and I were almost killed by a BUILDING! WTF. This is the kind of crazy thing you hear about on the news. We were walking down a city street, minding our own business, when Trinity spotted something near the street, and called me over to look at it. I forgot what it was she wanted me to see. I don't know if I even saw it, because right then, we heard this horrible LOUD crashing sound and we turned around and gigantic pieces of brick were smashed all over the sidewalk in the spot where we just stood moments earlier. We looked up and a section of the overhang above us was completely gone. I should have taken a picture but all I could think of was running away from it before more of the building started to fall apart.
We've done all the tourist things.
Best fountain ever
The Space Needle, of course, which was neat, but really, you've seen one observation tower, you've seen them all. We walked around Seattle Center, which apparently was exciting during the 1962 World's Fair but not so much now. Everywhere you go, people are talking about the freaking 1962 World's Fair. It's kind of like the way people in the south still call people Yankees. Basically: get over it, already. We went to the EMP and the Sci Fi Museum. I may not have come to close to Jimi's skeleton, but I did see his clothes, and his hotel stationery with song lyrics. I also saw Indy's jacket, his whip, and the Holy grail. You aren't allowed to take pictures in either museum, but I took one of Indy's things, anyway. I didn't use the flash, just in case a museum security guard is reading this. :P