This has to be one of the easiest trips I've taken. Bags arrived. Nothing missing. Taxi to the city was more expensive than in Philadelphia - and the rail connection is not up and running yet. At least that's what I'm told.
My friend Carin was waiting for me at the public library - a wild glass building with soaring ceilings and neon yellow escalators. A few homeless folks - who seem to need glasses - were reading newspapers near the in-library coffee shop.
I recognized my friend immediately - she looks just like her mother. It was one of those time warp moments.
Met her husband, Mike and had dinner at Purple, a hip place, up the hill from the ferries.
Caught up on half a lifetime in three hours.
Saw the original Starbucks. Bought some Alaskan smoked salmon for Thanksgiving appetizers.
Now I'm back in the Seattle airport about to rebord. And getting very tired.
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