I don't know how I do it, but somehow my luck works out for me everytime. So, I roll into Seattle just sick as a rat. The sore throat is gone, thank god, but the cold has just moved its way up into the sinus area. My nose is sniffling and my head is clogged. I feel like I'm walking through jello world.
Seattle Central Library is huge and intimidating. The impressive structure spans ten floors, with elevators, escalators and even a small coffee stand. The all red fourth floor creeped me out. I browsed about, checking my e-mail and trying to get a hold of Alicia. I finally got through but she was in Montana so reception was bad. She just had time to recommend getting a hold of Rebecca Chizeck, another art school comrad. Too late, she cuts out before giving me the number. I'm doomed. Whats more I'm out of minutes on my phone card. No chance left.
Outside the library I wait, desperately, for theoff chance that Alicia has called Rebecca and told her to find me at the library. Keep hope alive. Eventually I decide to take a hike, find some food. Following my lonely planet guide I take a stroll to Bimbo's Bitchin' Burrito Kitchen. The walk is quite pleasant. Seattle is a beautiful city, very clean, well laid out and lush. I found the restaurant and ate good. Feeling better I prepared my self for the inevitable homeless night. Somehow, despite my desperate condition I'm relaxed, comfortable, opptomistic.
Thank my lucky stars I chose to walk back a different way then I came. I guess you always should when you've found a new place, it helps to see more stuff. A particular bookstore/coffee shop caught my eye. I crossed the street to take a closer look. I rounded the corner. There she is, I'm saved.
So, I'm in good hands, crashing at Rebeccas while I recover from my illness and prepare to start a new. I really am starting from scratch. With only $100 left to my name I have to acquire a phone, a job and an apartment in that order. Its not going to be easy or pleasant but with some help from my friends I might just make it. Rebecca has some connections to the glass scene here in town, asa well as some other odd jobs so I'm just gonna play it by ear and hope for the best. It will take a while but I think this town is my launch pad.
Well that effectively marks the end of my journeying. I made my way across many unknown miles, exploring wild landscapes and splendid cities, mostly on bicycle. I'm in a place I've always wanted to be preparing to establish my career. I may or may not continue to relate my adventures but after seven weeks of excitement and peril this saga of my life is effectively over. Thanx for coming along and don't forget to write.
