My weekend was packed. So packed that I'm just, erm, getting to most of the pictures now. And I still have some! But I'm just going to go with that being a good thing because, you know, that means more than just text posts. Which are fun. But not as fun as seeing the fabulously dressed and wonderful people I know in Seattle plastered on my blog, right? Right.
I got to spend my Saturday morning reuniting with some old friends from high school I haven't seen literally in years. I was half expecting that it might be weird or uncomfortable to get into the swing of the old high school days and yet it was like not a day had passed since we last went to Mexico and scaled buildings together (the latter of which I would not recommend and is one of my favorite memories with this bunch in particular- but that is a story for another day). It was really intriguing and kind of surreal to feel like high school was just yesterday sitting with people that knew me better than anyone a few years back but to realize, too, that each of us had been doing things with our lives and discovering what we were passionate about. Majors declared while some are already finished and onto Law school in Europe, stories upon stories of their travels across the world, and lives that have paralleled and diverged completely from the ones back in Idaho. It was truly fascinating and great to see where everyone has gone and to hear about the people they surround themselves with. It was a joyous morning where I was sort of designated the navigation leader since I actually live here (I do what!?) which was more or less a decent idea but I still managed to screw us up a couple times. We wandered Pike's, ate the largest strawberries I've ever seen that took me eight bites to finish, drank coffee, found a park, and just laughed. It was perfect.
Unfortunately my time with my old friends was interrupted by an appointment and a meeting by which time they were already out of Seattle due to parking fees being tremendously expensive (if you ever come to Seattle, don't drive downtown- take public transportation by all means necessary) and so I then got to meet up once more with my good pal Dillon who has made his appearance on my blog now a few times and a blogger who also recently moved to Seattle of whom we all shared a mutual friend. I knew I was going to be late and Dillon knew he was going to be late (don't make plans with us) but thankfully we ended up beating her to Cherry Street Coffee House and I only mention that we had coffee there because it's where I a) had the best iced chai tea latte of my life b) left my perfect cream cardigan. It's not the end of the world that I left it there but it mostly means buying a new one and since I'm on a tight budget being that Seattle is so expensive and I can't waste money all on clothes, I'm bummed.
I suppose I should also mention that as a coffee shop, Cherry Street Coffee House is really great and is a franchise so if you're ever in the area, I encourage the iced chai tea latte. So far it beats the Starbucks, Cafe Ladro, Pegasus, and Peet's. Yes, I'm making it my mission to find the best coffee and chai in Seattle this summer. My budget is definitely food centered and not clothing centered this summer.
After, the three of us headed to the Seattle Art Museum which marks my first time in a real museum and it was very different from my expectations. First of all, you're allowed to talk in museums. Second, not everything is abstract lines and squares randomly painted that you're supposed to interpret as meaning something by the color and orientation of the lines? There was history from around the world to read about and culture to see in front of your eyes. There was some questionable pieces of art I still don't really understand but there were some I could not stop looking at. In particular, the "vertigo" room in which paintings were supposed to be of texture and hold an optical allusion. My favorite painting that stands out was even a postcard that I'm definitely going back to the shop for because I still want it. We spent a solid couple hours in there and honestly I could have spent longer/want to spend longer (I was the slow person that walked slowly through each room).
Lastly, it was beautiful outside and Dillon nor I were quite ready to leave downtown in all of its sunny glory (cue lots of pasty arms and legs emerging from Northface jackets- Seattle and Missoula have something in common!) but Kayleigh had to commute home so the two of us walked around Seattle for the rest of the early evening/late afternoon. And, um, no big deal or anything but I may have beat a local at knowing where the Olympic Statue Park is downtown and the best place to view the skyline/ferris wheel was. Not that I'm bragging. I knocked another item off my bucket list which included buying flowers from Pike's on a sunny day and very lastly, took pictures in an alley of which Dillon and I had to wait for a man going to the bathroom not twenty yards from the street. I took photos of him because, duh, and although I can't show the (best) worst ones, I was laughing so hard.
It was a great, full day. One of the best days I've had in Seattle because it was so jam packed. I have a step counter on my iPhone and I walked ten miles, TEN miles, at the end of the day not counting the ten I walked on Friday. My life is so good to me right now.