Grateful in Seattle

Written from Alaska:

The first time I was in Seattle was just two months ago, it was pouring rain, I was sleep deprived from waking up in a shipyard the night before and I was semi-heart broken because I had officially started heading back east. The truth in saying goodbye to an adventure I had fallen in love with was finally approaching. Even though I had all of these emotions running through my mind, I still managed to see the pureness and colorful energy running through this foggy city. It was beautiful.


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My return to this city happened quicker than I thought.

The second time I was in Seattle was a week ago. I had a twelve hour layover, which involved more than I knew was possible in a day. After being picked up from the airport, I witnessed the pre-parade of dysfunctional floats driving through the city in preparation for the Sea-Fare parade that night. I dropped off my bags downtown at the beautiful home of the wonderful couple I will now refer to as “my west coast parents” whom I met in Port Townsend, Washington a couple months prior and I enjoyed the fruitiest view of Seattle from their 18th floor home. I drank┬áthe best coffee (that’s saying a lot) and cinnamon rolls from Storyville coffee, an incredible boat ride around the puget sound, a disgusting “gum wall”, an undeserved but incredibly appreciated lunch at Matts In The Market with wonderful company, a speedy beer stop to enjoy a coffee pale ale from Pike Brewing, a surprise bag of gourmet popcorn, a couple hours of laying in a pool with one my best friends drinking Sauvignon blanc and homemade limoncello, a lesson on how to properly use binoculars, a “private air show”, spectacular views, a really big dog, meeting new people, a train ride and a whole lot to be thankful for.

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This day was intended to be a pit stop on my way to my 50th state but it was way more than I could have asked for. When you book a flight to Alaska, why wouldn’t you book yourself a three day layover in Breckenridge, so that you can fly to Seattle on the same flight as one of your friends and make your layover twelve hours so that you can have an unanticipated day full of adventure and gratitude?

I think that may have been my best idea yet.

As I sit here on a rainy day in Anchorage, Alaska I want nothing more than to share my gratitude with the universe.

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I have been told once or twice recently, that to make a good travel writer you need to be opinionated. I am struggling with that. This is proving difficult for me, not only because I am one of the most indecisive people to walk this earth, but because I don’t carry a lot of strong opinions. I truly enjoy seeing all peoples’ points of views, I am interested by every person I meet and each place I go to, whether I like it or not. Every person and every place proves to me to have its own unique and quirky characteristics. Unless dangerous or terribly smelly I cannot say I dislike a whole lot, and I cannot say I have a 100% favorite place either.

With all of that being said, the “opinion” I will share with you about my two experiences in Seattle, would be that rain or shine, alone or with company, saying farewell to a journey or beginning a new adventure, Seattle has a place in my heart that will hold a profound sense of gratitude. I am thankful for my experiences in this waterfront city and today as I look back on my moments in Seattle I want nothing more than to shower gratitude with the universe.

Disclaimer: If you can find a place that offers free and limitless peanut butter beer, and Justin Bieber, I will seriously consider changing my mind on not having a favorite place.

Thank you Thank you Thank you.


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