vacation musings...
This morning we returned to the Hot Smelly City (henceforth: HSC) from a week at a Randomly Chosen Western destination (Seattle and related WA places...). I don't have much to say but it was very very good.
some random highlights, because i know you really care:
we saw two big mountains. amazing in different ways.
i learned the meaning of "subalpine meadow" and we climbed through clouds (which gave the whole thing a fairy-tale mistiness) on a trail recommended by Josh (thanks!).
animals encountered (as we invaded their habitats by car, foot, or kayak...):
~seals
~coyote (oren thinks it was a fox. i'm actually not sure, embarassingly enough...)
~chipmunks (lots, and not your wimpy subirban ones either...)
~chinook (king salmon)*
~marmot (outside of city limits)
~blue heron (official state bird, no less)
~lots of butterflies
We played the last-minute-planning game and for about half the trip made reservations half an hour before we showed up at our lodging for the night, bringing us to some nifty B&Bs that felt (especially the first one) like Martha Stewart had met vintage Americana...and gone on crack. Seriously, people who have Obsessive Decorating Disorder have apparently found their perfect profession.
We were hosted by some former Chicagoans (this was random - we were set up by the shul, but it was neat) with two cute children and two cats for shabbat. I suppose it was lucky I forgot to mention my cat allergy because it turns out I seem to have gotten over it. (yay!)
As our last activity, I locked the keys in the car and we sat around for an hour listening to some punk rockers practice their drums in what had otherwise appeared to be a very quiet residential neighborhood.
*for the punsters, we watched the salmon in a fish ladder at the Ballard
**To give credit/blame where it's due, this pun was, unshockingly, not mine originally...
I leave you with the following question: Why do fish jump? I always knew the song said they did it in the summer, but (deprived pseudo-city girl that I am) I never saw it seriously occur until this trip. What's it all about?
posted by miriam @ 5:34 PM
2 Comments:
Welcome back! Glad you liked the hiking trail - beautiful no?
And to answer your question, fish jump in an attempt to commit suicide. In direct opposition to human, they look to jump *on* the bridge instead of off of it.
They're just looking for one.
Three cheers for nature. Hip, Hip, Hoorah! I like the urban life, but I miss endless expanses of green, brown and charcoal.
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