We’ve been back a little over 24 hours now. I miss Seattle weather. It was about 15-20degC while we were there and when we got back, it has been well over 40degC (about 100degF). The heat, the dryness… Oh man! This sucks. I’m glad to be home, I’m happy to see Max again but… you know… I’m still not used to the desert heat.
So anyway, we spent a lovely 7 days and 6 nights in Seattle. We paid $0 for our flights by cashing in our frequent flyer miles and were very fortunate that T was offered accommodation at the Sheraton on 6th Avenue, Downtown Seattle. I love their soft, fluffy beddings and the weight of their duvets (there’s something about the feeling of cosiness and security with heavy or layered duvets and we can’t do that here because it’s too hot). My main gripe is their toilet paper. Being one-ply is one thing but being so rough is another… ouch! While we were there, the location was great. T was barely 5 minutes away from the Washington State Convention Center where PAX Prime was held. I roamed all over and hoofed it for all the days we were there. Very conveniently located near Pike Place Market, walking distance to the Seattle Center as well as International District. If you refuse the house-keeping services at the Sheraton, you earn $5 for each day or 500 SPG points. I diligently kept the room clean and chalked up $15 worth of vouchers which I had hoped to exchange for 1500 SPG points but on the last night, my husband decided to splurge on room service. He ordered CARROT CAKE – the worst kind of cake in my opinion. Hahhaha… And after he had it, he didn’t think it was comparable to my sister’s homemade carrot cake nor the chunky slice I got him from Pike Place Bakery (1/3 the price t00).
Here are some observations and random musings from the trip:
1. My hair loves the humidity in Seattle. It was light and full and bouncy. Now that I’m back, it’s limp and sad.
2. When I was at Forever21, a boy with bright yellow (not blonde) hair and stood taller than my husband, came up to me and told me he loved my hair. The catch was that he was with 2 other girls and he was carrying (his own) pink HELLO KITTY backpack.
3. There were a lot of boobs at PAX Prime. I feel like [insertname]-Con gatherings are not that much different from tourists in Vegas. People dress and act as they normally wouldn’t. Usually more brash and less conservative.
4. In Vegas, I can’t tell the difference between slutty girls and prostitutes. In Seattle, the hipsters I sometimes confuse with the homeless. Or maybe even the homeless guys in Seattle dress better?
Over the last week, we went to Long Provincial Vietnamese Restaurant twice and the Veggie Grill 5 times. We had some hits and misses with food but we’re now back to our ultra tight budget. Next time, I plan to bring a rice cooker with me if we are leaving home for more than 5 days in a row so that we can save money on food.
Can’t wait till we go on another adventure!
An Exercise In Trivial Pursuits 