Last week I took a trip to Seattle/Spokane. It was a quick trip and I barely had time to sleep, so my apologies if I did not get a chance to see you. Oh, how I love Washington state. I love Seattle, and it's quirky diverseness. There are so many places to see, and explore. Seattle feels like the city of endless possibilities.
After a quick night in Seattle, and a stroll through Pike Place, we rode the train to Spokane. I would take the train over the bus anytime! The seats are comfy (and they recline), you can kick out your legs, you can even get up and walk to a dining car or the bathroom. I was so excited, the train hadn't even taken off before the Pike Place treats were out and I enjoyed what felt like a first class experience.
Then came Spokane, I love Spokane and all of the people who make it home. Nothing beats going home and seeing the all the people who have been apart of my life from near and from afar. I always feel so welcome and full of love. It is a familiar place, full of great opportunities and easy access to the "city life" or nature.
And then there is Alaska (sigh). I am in love with it and I just can't seem to get enough. I was worried I would have a hard time coming back to Alaska after having such a great time in Washington. But flying into Anchorage my heart swelled as I gazed out the window. The city lights sparkled in twilight. The golden full moon was glowed over the snow covered mountains and I felt peace and the sudden urge to fully go out and actively appreciate all of it's beauty. And Alaska's special beauty is something I do not think I will ever get tired of. I wish appreciating beauty was a paid profession:)
