I am sitting in the S Gates of Seattle-Tacoma International Airport where my flight boards in about 20 minutes. It's been a morning... sort of one. Mostly smooth sailing with a couple of hiccups, such as when I paid $35 to check my bag, then it was 5 lbs overweight which they said would be an additional $90. No thanks, Jose!
I moved some stuff around and threw away one of my favorite backpacks, one I had bought in Canada and travelled with me throughout Europe and the Caribbean. It was time for it to go... it was getting saggy and all that, and all though had no holes or anything of the sort, I figured it was a bag I really didn't need.
Brought it back to check in and I had managed to shave 8 lbs! Good for me. Except then when I was toting around my carry on, the strap snapped off and broke, so now I have to carry a number of things by hand. I'm travelling with 2 duffle bags, a giant suitcase with broken wheels, and a camera/computer backpack. That's my life. This is everything I currently own.
The past few days have been mostly exhausting whirlwind events of seeing friends, grabbing many drinks, and eating at some of my favorite Seattle dining establishments. Last night was pretty much the final goodbye and probably the closest to any emotion that I really showed... not sure why. I can be an emotional person, but I think I've been too tired for tears or anything, plus all the excitement and stress that comes with the move.
And so it begins... boarding is soon, so there isn't time to write a novel, yet at this point there really isn't much of a novel to write. For now I'll sit here and enjoy the stale Seatac Airport air and appreciate Seattle before my final departure.
Beautifully shot with my somewhat broken iPhone 4 camera.
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