In this post, I recount moments in my solo adventure to Washington State during a historic heatwave — a brief stop in Seattle, and how I managed to get back to my hotel in Skykomish (after missing the last bus). Read on, readers!
![Roselli Sweating Greig Roselli feels heated during the Summer 2021 heatwave in Seattle.](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GDzfXxUhhR8n48IBR4f4rzqMuSj2MKq6JglYwjTTaExCBLOm6SBLF9ZcmIZSgU8YUFOspOWbpCxTCQl3QolN9eXrYV9zWF5e1qVwfPhWd_WJKECFpOmC6JYpF5zUgdxAr35D/w240-h320/IMG_7371.HEIC) |
Feeling heated in Seattle |
The theme of my post is weariness. I hiked, and I walked, and I explored random parts of Seattle. Do you see the face of Greig? He’s bone-weary.
I’m not used to such locomotion. But I feel like the photographs capture the mood of the day — sultry, hot, relentless. A boy on the bus this morning played a Schecter electric guitar. And then told me a rational argument for gun ownership (although privately, I think to myself I’d never owned a firearm).
![Patch of Grass Evening in the Pacific Northwest with a wild flower bed on a patch of grass in a residential neighborhood..](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDGIAKKuoNDdeh1onPBtv6OBXZGoPolo6tpuvJhaWlirn2jvhyphenhyphenzdyUMMoKn5jG3PfG39grD5cZwzh2D4NarA6ACV1Bs2ZpM-INSSgxEokEHO7O-HFoqv53G5pvP1beb5uyXIy3/w240-h320/IMG_7363-EFFECTS.jpg) |
A Glorious Patch of Wild Flowers |
Seattle is beautiful. I shop for groceries in the Safeway in Monroe. I miss my bus to Gold Bar — and thus miss my subsequent connection to Skykomish. It’s 10 p.m., and I’m stuck on a hot evening somewhere near Highway 2. In front of the Safeway, a gentleman has a long conversation with another guy — he looks like a professional hiker. I ask them for a ride to Skykomish. I’m lucky because one of the men lives in Sultan. And I’m given a ride back to my motel in the mountains.At night the stars beam, and I feel restless. I consider the prospect of living in a rural area like the mountains of Washington State — “Fun to visit. But I prefer New York.” I gather my things in the motel room — today, I board the train again.
![An early evening sky with a row of suburban houses near Everett, Washington Early Evening](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFN48RC53ERPQGfMD2tOYA6olrG1dtDXq45PNNqks3TdlEnNB7LhUZxNj-u3AwWVFppqONMuV1qFxQUF8-E5Qipq7x7XyMf4b6yAfHfdqCnMkBw9gFNuF_piQ-GjlJAgzXdbut/w200-h200/DB73DFAF-D5B3-40B6-8DCC-4F5C92689999.jpg) |
Early Evening in the Suburbs |
![Bus Stop I take a photo of an empty bus stop near Everett Washington](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEithKSsE7PMJKbJetmT_ZgnnnOfgbtveIihlIZraZVHhCmEZjwHKl8Vz3havzvxllDECxifsF0sY7616nMqi98P8QLNvBIS0ZKzWf06kr3Il9voyY0IGJWQzdvmJIwf635V3nz-/w200-h200/44FF46FE-F2F7-4E7C-B2BE-1757F35A436F.jpg) |
Bus Stop Near Everett |
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