Towers of Cedar to Towers of steel
Not often coming into downtown Seattle via the Bainbridge Ferry, I must note the stark contrast between where I left and where I have arrived. It was dark when I left and so I saw little during the crossing, but as we arrived into Seattle, the conifers were replaced by massive monuments to commerce. Noise abounded: honking horns, shouting people, and traffic speeding or not speeding along the innumerable roadways. The fresh smells of McDonald's, urine, and car exhaust greeted me as I stepped out of the ferry terminal and into the grinder of downtown life - the stars had all but vanished - their light usurped by lofty and luminous office windows.
I watched kids on their way to school, running past endless storefronts and truly I marvelled at why one would choose to live in such an environment. I know, I know, they look at me and marvel in return...but I will tell you what: I am assured this morning of where home is for me and mine.
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I grew up in NYC, and can't imagine living in the city, any city, anymore.
I remember the first time I drove a car on the other side of the water after moving here, it was to your house when Chance and Cybil visited, almost two years ago. I had been here over a year already and hadn't driven over there. It was very strange. It's definitely different over here.
- Steve K