During my time in Seattle last summer, I visited Smith Tower, intrigued by a single feature: a wishing chair, housed on the tower’s 35th floor as a gift from the Last Empress of China. As the legend goes, any single woman who sincerely wished to be married could sit in that chair and her wish would be fulfilled within a year. I hightailed it over to Smith Tower and sat in the wishing chair twice for good measure. Guess what? It worked.
My first brush with Seattle was a brief flirtation. After recently spending a week there, I can safely say it’s now a full-blown love affair.
The past two weeks have been fulfilling–and full–as I’ve made my way north through the Pacific coast states.
Hey, everyone! I’m finally off adventuring again, this time on the West Coast of the United States. Join me as I drive almost the entire length of the Pacific Coast, from San Diego to Seattle, and hit some highlights in between. Things didn’t start out so well last night. My flight, which was scheduled to leave at around 8:30 pm… [Keep reading...]
View Larger Map I’ve got 3 days to get from Sacramento, California to Seattle, Washington during my West Coast road trip this summer, and it turns out that this particular leg of the trip is providing the biggest planning challenge. Why? Too many choices.
I can’t believe it’s been a month since I last posted but it’s been time well spent. I found a new place to live, I’m in the process of moving, and I’m in the middle planning my most epic trip EVER. Yes, I said it: EVER.
Destinations are like lovers—ask any seasoned traveler and I’m sure they’d agree. When you first arrive in a new place, you feel that initial rush of wild excitement in the same way you do when you meet someone new. And like any introduction, although you’re uncertain how it will all turn out, the air still crackles with the electricity of potential.