Seattle

We’re going to sleep in Seattle. Y’all hatin’, we know.

SLC Punk?

But where were all the punks? I saw lots of Mormons and their hundreds of children. There was a yummy Chinese restaurant with lots of vegetarian food that stayed open all day on Xmas (thanks!), and a movie theatre with an espresso machine.

But no punks.

Chett and I stayed in our teeny tiny AirBnb all day and watched movies. We gave each other some presents (Octavia Butler for me, a book on Native American mythology for him) and I tried to ignore the Mormons.

The views made that a lot easier.  The mountains ringing SLC are stunning. We drove in at night like we did in Denver, and again awoke to glorious snow capped vistas. I called them vistas; it might be the only accurate thing to say of the Utah Mountains.

Other than that, it’s a total wasteland out there. Thus further defending my theory that cultural centers must be founded and maintained by water (trade routes, long-term survival).

In Boise now. Already been to the two places in town that know what vegan food is. Looking forward to Seattle. I’ll leave it at that.

Moving

Pros: Free lunch! My friend Laura confirmed my suspicion that lots of people would buy me lunch and wine this week.

Cons: I have never received so many unsolicited opinions in my life (especially re: weather, city culture, traveling, etc). As if I barely scraped by in my life before I was gifted this advice.

Let this be a reminder to me to keep my mouth shut.

Move

Going to live-blog the rest of the move. For those who are deeply interested in how I am spending my week.

Today: slept in very late like a teenager; worked on my writing sample; got Thai lunch with my bestie; got my neck rubbed; looked around at all the boxes in my apartment; listened to some R&B remixes; read some on the internet; looked out the window; drank some water; had a headache.

Yesterday we mailed 150 pounds of books to Seattle. It was surreal.