To Seattle, slowly…
A day late, I’m off to Seattle. Wrapping up your life always takes longer than expected, so I opted for one last day in Pittsburgh. After all the packing and organizing was over, I felt rather diminished to see my whole life fit into a 6ft. by 10ft room and a Honda Civic. Then I pulled my head of of my materialistic ass and felt gratified that I haven’t accumulated quite as much crap as I’d feared.
Here’s my route:
So far, I’ve made it to Chicago with fantastic success. Sabrina, in her infinite generosity, has put me up in her sweet pad, and treated me to lobster ravioli and swing dancing. I think it’s all a ploy to get me to concede that her nephew, Stephan-Luc, is cuter than mine. Nonetheless the hospitality is great. More on Chicago after the sleep…
I’ll post more photos to Flickr, so keep an eye on my photostream (if you’re friend or family, be sure to register and let me know).