I'm sitting in the Seattle airport, taking it all in. There's the people watching, the good and bad fashion, the sunshine pouring through windows, the cool shops (you know you're hard up when airport shops do it for you), all the places to eat, obnoxious "only person in the universe" cell phone conversations and all the hustle and bustle of an airport in motion. It's wonderful.
I've somehow managed to whittle down my 4 hour layover with the above distractions and will be boarding in a moment. Which is a good thing because I've blown almost $100 and I'm just in the first few hours of vacation. I've got to pace myself. Living in Fairbanks has given me a voracious appetite for the cool of city life. Sears, Chili's and Old Navy don't do it for me. Sorry Fairbanks. Give me weird! Give me eclectic! Give me outside of the box!! I hope there are no hard feeling Fairbanks. You're cool and weird in your own way.
Anywho. I'm hopped up on coffee and sleep deprived so forgive me if this is a bit of a random post.
My real reason for posting is to let you in on something I'm really excited about.
Before I left I painted 12 small stones and my sister wrote little blessings for each and during this trip I'm going to drop them in places for a stranger to find. I intend to take pictures of where they're left. It's going to be magic.