After the eclipse, I (along with seemingly the rest of the planet) waited in the hours-long delays out of Madras, and made my way to Seattle. In my first couple days there, I happened on Curating Cuteness, a film photoblog, and realized I missed shooting film. With my trusty Canon Sure Shot in hand, and a few rolls of film I had forgotten about, I set about exploring Seattle. Thanks to cjee's tip-off, I started in cute Ballard, above.
I treated Seattle as a city, and loved it as one. One day I climbed a hill to find a cozy neighborhood coffee shop, where people seemed to know each other. For lunch, I ate perhaps the best pizza I've ever had in cjee's favorite shop.
On other days, I climbed a hill to an ambient music show where some middle-aged guys were putting on a show together again for the first time in years, or climbed a hill to an indie movie theater playing the newly-restored 70mm print of Lawrence of Arabia. On my last day there, I descended a hill this time, to Lake Washington, as The Stranger commands.
I think I could live in Seattle. It feels approachable and neighborhoody, and has easy access to nature, but also events and art happening to keep my brain going. On the day of the ambient show, I was huffing and puffing my way up a loooong, but gentle hill by bike. A guy in jorts with long, dark, unkempt hair languidly rolled up beside me to offer a few quiet words of encouragement and complimented my effort.
After Seattle, I camped in Mount Rainier National Park. It was some of the most beautiful forest I've ever seen, and I lost most of the film. I picked up a Pentax MX in Seattle, and apparently wasn't loading the film right. I managed to get about half a roll out of 2 shot and processed so far. Whoops, yay film!
After Rainier, I headed down to Portland to hang out with Jared and Cailin.