It’s Day 2 here in Seattle, WA and so far this day is magnificent. I mean, if you ignore the blasting wind and off and on rain. It would be quite pleasant and mild without the wind, but c’est la vie. Last night I learned all about the seedy underbelly of life as a parental in Puyallup. Puyallup is a small city south of Seattle. It looks all cute from the outside- coffee shops, pizza places, schools, neat little houses- but as I learned the people that live in those neat little houses are bloodthirsty. It all began when my aunt, mother of my cousin, Jackson, who is in 6th grade, not-so-innocently invited me to join her for a meeting with some of the other parents to discuss a 6th grade class party at the end of the school year. It’s February now, and school lets out in June, so they have four long months to discuss exactly how they are going to ruin the end of their childrens’ last year in elementary school. Sure a party for the kids sounds like a good idea, and it would be, if it weren’t for their thin, blonde, bored mothers, who want to throw a party for themselves that the kids get to tag along to. The meeting of the Beasts was held in a house that reminded me of the model home from the show Arrested Developement. If you don’t know what I’m talking about: STOP. Go to Netflix. Watch the show. Proceed. Anyway, this was a house filled with wine and the worst intentions. We sat there for around 40 minutes as they discussed their plans for the party. We left at the chitchat descended. Almost nothing had been accomplished. It was an interesting social experiment to listen to these mother’s who clearly could not hear themselves. Good luck 6th graders.
On to today! Today I slept in, which is a rare feat for me. I managed to catch the last Sounder train into the city, and I got off at King Street Station, which is right in the middle of Chinahtown. It’s also where I got off yesterday to wander around. Having trekked the area already, I caught another train further north and disembarked in the Capitol Hill neighborhood, where I am currently sitting at Oddfellows Cafe enjoying my cappuccino and a cup of soup. Both are delicious. It’s quite crowded in here (it’s the lunch rush), but the waiter/barista working behind the counter I’m sitting at was friendly and helpful right off the bat. I managed to gesture that I needed a laaaarge cup of coffee and he understood immediately. This cafe is sizeable, and mostly seems to be a restaurant. The decor is turn of the century chic, and there is apparently a bookstore attached. I can’t wait to investigate that! All of the servers look like people I want to be when I grow up. The cappuccino is fully living up to Seattle expectations (and the adorable sea foam green mug and saucer, with a tiny spoon and cube of brown sugar doesn’t hurt). The soup is a minestrone and is hot, spicy, and savory. Perfect on this blustery day.
That’s all for now. I’m about to finish my drink and head on to the bookstore. More later!