Seattle

I never thought I would commit an act of terrorism, but today I blew up an airport toilet.

Have you ever taken such a big crap that you felt like you had to brush your teeth afterwards. I spent the next five minutes walking around the airport with a limp waiting for my eyes to uncross. I think the impact might have erased the first two months of my trip from my memory. Why does everything in this airport smell like burnt hair?

But coming to Hawaii for a week was the best/worst idea Ive ever had. A week there was way too short. No doubt there will be a second visit. No doubt. Hawaii is great. It has the beautiful location without all the ego BS of Miami. Being nonchalant and playing it cool is the name of the game. I like to think I made a seamless transition into the setting.

It was tough to leave, but onwords and upwards.

Well, at least Ill be in Seattle . . . . . . Seattle, What the hell was I thinking?

I overheard a woman in the airport.

"Seattle? Yeah, I came down from Vancouver to go there. It was the worst storm last night. I thought my wall was going to come down."

I got on the plane in a floral shirt and shorts. And I walked out of the airport into rain and cold.

Doug want Waikiki.