The three of us exited the Boeing 747 and B-lined straight for the terminal Starbucks -Quad shot Espresso - no milk, no sweetener. Hah! Yeah right, I wish I was man enough to claim that. I’m more of the decaf Americano type myself. Just a little bit of rattlesnake venom does the trick.
We had some time to kill before the rest of the crew arrived. We found a place to hang outside baggage claim and while Andrew and Ashley got settled in I set out to capitalize on my surge of creativity. I don’t know why but I love the feeling of being at an unfamiliar airport with a little delirium. Lack of sleep, hunger, who knows the exact origin but it’s always a fast track to creative flow. Whether it be the light, shadows or people that fill the space. I always find myself in awe at what energy manifests in an airport. Both similar and different from the last destination. You get a sense of familiarity and unfamiliarity that’s beautiful.
It had been awhile since I’ve felt that sense of inspiration. I used to get it every time I picked up a camera but something shifted in me in the last few months. Something I myself am still trying to assimilate and integrate. Shooting people, inanimate objects, light and shadow. I wandered the airport for 40 minutes before finding myself back where I started feeling both recharged and excited to see what this adventure would bring next.
We met up with the crew, read through our hellos and how are yous and then set out to our infamous log house. The owner of the air bnb was so eccentric and entertaining. She was like a hummingbird, bouncing from topic to topic. Some of those topics were: haunted houses, the 50 year storm that was going to be hitting while we were there and her worry that we didn’t have enough supplies to get us through it. Flash forward - after coming back from that first day of exploring downtown Seattle at around 10pm, our air bnb owner was still at the house unloading boxes and boxes of food that could have fed us for the month. It was absolutely insane. It was as if she got baked and ravaged Costco. Her excuse was that we needed it for this storm that never ended up hitting (unfortunately) .
Running around DT Seattle was a blast! I was completely taken by surprise. I would have never thought I would have been so into it. The energy of the city reminded me of Amsterdam a bit. Maybe I’d get over the cold and the gloom if I lived there full time but being there for the time that I was inspired me. There wasn’t a 711 on every corner, a chain restaraunt on every block. It was such a nice change of scenery. I dont know if it was just the crew I was with that made it what it was but I loved it!
After roaming for a few hours we were all starving! Sushi was the crowd favorite so we trekked a couple miles to a spot called - Wasabi; First stopping briefly at a weed dispensary (Maybe this is Amsterdam) .
After dinner we cruised home to find, as stated earlier, our airbnb host still lingering around. I got the vibe that she just wanted to be invited to hang. Maybe she was just a little bit lonely haha. But what I can tell you is that she was definitely a little boozy. I was cracking up at how worried she was about this storm. Luckily we had 70 yogurts and 2 boxes of granola to keep us fed haha!
Anyway we had to be up super early the next day so after our host finally left we quickly tried on our outfits in preparation and then hit the sack (some literally and figuratively) .
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