Day 1 - Chicago to Seattle

So - I've finally made it to the Emerald City. One of the first things I noticed about this place is that there are rocky outcroppings on all sides - some of them even have white stuff on the top. I was quite curious, so I Googled it - and I believe they are known as "Mountains". I think that Illinois should look at investing in some of these - they look pretty cool.

It's strange how when you drive in a new city, you are never quite sure on how they interpret some of the road rules - like do they go right on red. Initially, I was unsure, but as time went on, I realised that they do go right on red. The only difference, I believe, is that you have to wait for an oncoming car before turning in front of them. They sem to have many other nuances to their driving which makes this city quite unique (well except for Bellville and SA Taxi drivers).

Well - time for bed. I hope to have more interesting insights from the birthplace of Starbucks and the place where Punk grew into Grunge tomorrow.

Meanwhile on the other side of town...<br />
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I had e-scouted this site on the intertubes, and by all accounts, it was a good place to get a different view of Seattle. If you are positioned correctly, you cab also get some great taillight trails. What the accounds didn't seem to mention was that after about 10 pm, the place turns into Trader Joes for druggies. <br />
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As soon as I had set up, I was approached from two sides - one from the cover of a shelter on the North side, and the oter from a parked car on the South. Both were curious as to exactly what I was doing - because it is never really clear what some guy with a camera on a tripod pointing at a scene is going to do next. When I explained that I was "taking a picture" they seemed really impressed - the guy from the car even commented "itll be a grate pikture - wud bea bettr if dat tre wasnt their - tell u wat - 4 10 buks i'LL cuttit down 4 u?"<br />
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I politly declined his request, sped off, took the picture, jumped in the car, picked up the tripod, and narrowly missed the guy from the hut (this order may seem strange - but when things all happen simultaneously, the order doesn't matter)<br />
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So how did I know they were druggies? Just instinct i suppose - and maybe that unmistakeable smell.....

4 / 8

Meanwhile on the other side of town...

I had e-scouted this site on the intertubes, and by all accounts, it was a good place to get a different view of Seattle. If you are positioned correctly, you cab also get some great taillight trails. What the accounds didn't seem to mention was that after about 10 pm, the place turns into Trader Joes for druggies.

As soon as I had set up, I was approached from two sides - one from the cover of a shelter on the North side, and the oter from a parked car on the South. Both were curious as to exactly what I was doing - because it is never really clear what some guy with a camera on a tripod pointing at a scene is going to do next. When I explained that I was "taking a picture" they seemed really impressed - the guy from the car even commented "itll be a grate pikture - wud bea bettr if dat tre wasnt their - tell u wat - 4 10 buks i'LL cuttit down 4 u?"

I politly declined his request, sped off, took the picture, jumped in the car, picked up the tripod, and narrowly missed the guy from the hut (this order may seem strange - but when things all happen simultaneously, the order doesn't matter)

So how did I know they were druggies? Just instinct i suppose - and maybe that unmistakeable smell.....