I see colors like you hear jetplanes (crocodiletears) wrote,
I see colors like you hear jetplanes

First Entry From Seattle

Things about Seattle:

Seattle has narrow streets and few bike lanes. It has a lot of Philly Cheese steak places. Why? The only answer anyone has been able to give me is "I dunno. Same latitude?" Produce is expensive and still comes from Watsonville. There are a lot of hills, and I am making it up a good deal of them on my bike, more than you'd probably think I could, higher and steeper than Laurel hill, but I am still tired. There is a store on the next street over that trades cash for gold, and beer for cash, so therefore beer for gold. Derek calls that a syllogism.

Something Amazing that Happened today:

I was riding my bike home in the traffic lane because there was no bike lane. As I rode past the beer for gold store -- an area that always makes me a tinge nervous because there's always several people people milling about it yelling -- a car started continuously honking his horn at me. It would have been very easy to get around me, but he didn't.

Cars fucking with me always makes nervous. I know they won't really run me over, but being nervous means I'm more likely to crash, and crashing with a car tailgating me means I'd get hurt. After a few moments I managed to figure out how to get over to the sidewalk I wanted without getting run over by the tailgater or the oncoming traffic.

Then people on the sidewalk exploded. They began cussing out the driver, and when he was gone turned their attention towards me, assuring me that I'd had a right to be there, and that next time I should just stop and hold him up while I told him.

I guess the only conclusion I can put on that is that it was pretty cool.
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