I’m in Bellingham, Washington now; about an hour and a half north of Seattle, an hour south east of Vancouver. Considering I had to fly here via Phoenix, it was a pretty nice trip. Got some reading done, watched a few Mad Men episodes, and got to see some nice scenery out of the window. I’m not sure what this is, but about 45 minutes after leaving Phoenix, this was the view. Am I deluding myself into thinking it might be the Grand Canyon, or is just a grand canyon?
The nicest part of the flight, though, was near the end, coming in over Oregon and Washington. Lots of hills, forests, and clouds. The snow on the ground, though, made it easy to spot where all the clearcutting is being done.
On the road from Sea-Tac Airport towards Seattle.
I’m staying with my friends Lisa and Cameron (who, when I was in Washington in the summer, lived in Wenatchee, the place where I went a-gun shootin’). They live just outside Bellingham, in a place called, wonderfully, Sudden Valley. I like to think it used to be called Placid Meadow, then rocks started shifting, sheep started tumbling, and ta-da! Sudden Valley was formed.
Bellingham seems a lovely place, though. Lots of friendly people, lots of young people – there’s a university here – and lots of free wifi.
A nice walk for a couple of miles, and there’s a lovely view of Bellingham Bay. It rained a lot, though. I had the option of taking an umbrella with me on my walk, and even though nobody would’ve known that I was being a hypocrite, I couldn’t do it. So I just got drenched instead.
And what better way to warm up than with a few beers and rum & Cokes, near a bunch of Santas get their drink on, while Aerosmith and Journey rock the jukebox.