A fourteen hour layover in Seattle was my first stop in the United States. Arriving about 9:30 in the morning, I took the convenient light rail into downtown and conducted my most important business: drawing a money order and then mailing it, and my inch-thick Thailand visa application, to the Thai consulate. After a long wait, a surprisingly helpful postal employee walked me through the steps of buying the money order, properly addressing the express mail envelopes, and then packing everything correctly.
After a browse around the Pike Place Public Market and lunch at a cute French restaurant nearby, I visited the Seattle Art Museum to see “Future Beauty: 30 Years of Japanese Fashion“. This exhibit, which runs through Labor Day weekend, has more than 100 dresses from Japanese designers such as Issey Miyake, Kenzo Takada, and Rei Kawakubo. These designers revolutionized the way we think of fashion. I only wish Tawn could have attended the exhibit, which he would have found fascinating.
In the afternoon, I went to my aunt and uncle’s house and spent time with them and my cousins. Their daughter is about a year old and I last saw her in March at my grandparents’ 75th wedding anniversary, so it was nice to see how much she has grown since then. My uncle prepared some excellent wild salmon on the grill, so I was well-fed.
My red eye flight departed Seattle about midnight, heading east to a rainy Cleveland. A two-hour connection allowed me time for breakfast and a shoe shine before I caught my flight into Kansas City.
The next several days in Kansas City were spent visiting family members, attending football (soccer) games and gymnastics lessons, and the like. Four and a half days was enough time to see everyone, catch up, and then move one before wearing out my welcome. Unfortunately, no time for a side trip to Omaha or Quincy, though.
Wait, we still have a postal service???
Yes… LOL
I avoid exploding automobiles.
From Seattle to Cleveland just to get to Kansas City?
Well, when you are cashing in miles, you go whatever route they offer.
lol true, true! 🙂
And it actually wasn’t that bad. I had enough miles to go First Class on the way to Kansas City. The plane was a brand new 737 so it was pretty comfortable and I slept for about three hours. Before landing in Cleveland, the flight attendant brought a nice antipasto plate. Not too shabby!
It seems rare to find helpful postal workers. For some unknown reasons postal workers across the world are very similar: grouchy and slow.
Under-appreciated and unsung heroes of society?
Err, no, I would not endorse that statement. LOL
Errr, I would not endorse that statement. LOL