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What could I say about my trip to Seattle that hasn’t already been said? What’s that? Everything, you say? Well, yes, obviously, but it was a rhetorical question. Try and keep up.

I was originally planning on giving a gristly blow-by-blow (or at least day-by-day) recounting of my spring break adventures in Seattle, but I quickly realized that:

1. It would be several thousand words long, and
2. It wouldn’t be very interesting.

So, instead, I’ll give you a general rundown of my thoughts on the trip, and save you from (most) of the boring stuff.

Thing one: Flying is a lot of fun. I enjoyed the going up and the being in the air parts immensely. I would have enjoyed the coming down part a lot more if my ears had been more cooperative. I was getting pretty nervous that I was going to blow my right ear drum because it refused to change pressure. Finally I figured out that I had to hold my nose with one hand, plug my left ear with the other, and blow hard. My left eardrum was giving out way before my right (since it’s already been blown), which made equalizing pressure a pretty difficult (and funny looking) maneuver.

After thing one, and the collecting of baggage and the being-picked-up by the Justin, we all headed to his place (which has a gorgeous view of the city), dropped off our baggage, and headed out to a restaurant/bar place which we ended up lovingly calling MenhaMenha’s. There I first learned of a lovely type of beer called IPA, or India Pale Ale. It’s ultra hoppy and very yummy to the Robbypersons. Unfortunately, I’ve never seen it in Iowa. Gonna be a long summer without some IPA.

Saturday we walked throughout the downtown area and through the Pike Place market, which was a whole lot more than fish, but the fish place definitely had the largest crowd. We ate lunch at a seafood restaurant on the pier, which was very pretty.

Sunday, we headed east from the city, played/hiked at a 220-foot waterfall for a couple of hours, then drove into the Cascades so that I could get some up-close looks at mountains. It was the first time I’d seen mountains in the real, so it was a great experience.

The rest of the week was mostly thus: Justin would leave for work around 8:30am. Dana and I would get up anywhere from 8:31am - 10:30am (usually earlier than later). I would grouch around the apartment until I woke up enough to run to the gas station across the street for caffeine. Once caffeinated and showered, I would sit down at Justin’s kitchen table with my laptop and start typing. Brief breaks here and there aside, I’d be at the table until Justin got home from work. Then we’d decide how to spend the evening. Usually, this simply involved picking a new restaurant to try. One late afternoon/early evening was spent touring the University of Washington campus, which was gorgeous and I promise to get pictures up eventually.

Friday came all too soon. We had lunch in Seattle, dinner with Uncle Don and Aunt Mo in Kansas City, and went to bed in Ames. Aren’t we all metropolitan up in herre?

On the way home, I decided to give my Chicago conference this weekend a miss, so that I’d have more time to work on my creative component, which is due all too soon. It was a really tough decision to make, but I think I made the right one. Dana and I are planning on spending some other weekend in Chicago within the next few months to make up for our loss. Really, I think I’ll enjoy the city more, and she’ll enjoy me more, if we wait until I’ve graduated. :)