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• Note to travelers who have airline-employee friends: Do not try to fly to Anchorage standby in the middle of June. Between tourists and seasonal employees, your chances of finding a flight not sold out or overbooked is small, and even if you do, there will be forty other people flying standby trying for the eight available seats on said flight. Yes, even if it had fifty-two open seats three days prior. Just don't do it.

• That said, there are far worse places to be stuck than Seattle. Especially now that the light rail will get you downtown and back for $11 for two people in roughly the same amount of time it would take to drive down there and find parking. Seriously in love with the public transit there.

• Also in love with the food. Not that that's anything new, but between the menus at Japonessa and Serious Pie (not to mention the bevy of amazing treats to be had at Pike Place Market) Brian was basically all "...fuck. I'm going to have to get a job here in town, aren't I?"

• Joking aside, I think we've pretty much decided that's where we're headed in a year or two. It's not that I mind the desert, precisely - I like Bisbee, and God knows it's nice not to have to deal with weather-related depression for three months of the year. But I don't think I'd realized exactly how much I'd missed the Pacific Northwest until we were walking around in the cloudy grey weather, drinking overpriced espresso and watching all the people power-walking around us while glued to their smartphones, dropping in and out of the numerous independent bookstores and alternative fashion boutiques, picking up snacks from the street carts and smiling at the panhandlers...yeah, okay. So it's just where I belong. So sue me.

• Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] thewronghands for coming and having lunch with us on such short notice. It was neat to get to meet you, and I hope we can hang out more in the future.

• One of the nifty places we found was Emerald City Guitars, who live up to their slogan of "Vintage/Used/Funky". They had an honest-to-God 1951 Gibson SJ-200 on the wall that was worth more than our car; after Brian turned on the charm, they were perfectly willing to let him play it, along with a 1958 Martin D-18 that looked like it had been beat to hell but had the most amazing rich full tone. They also had a 2006 Gibson Songwriter in fine condition that I just fell in love with - rosewood, but with something in the worksmanship that gave it a surprisingly balanced sound with all the deep bass of rosewood but still plenty full midrange and bright highs. Also some of the best dressing I've come across; not a single ping from the string binding in the nut when I tuned it. Not a bad deal at two grand, either; I don't suppose anyone wants to buy me an early birthday present? *bats eyelashes*

• Finally in Anchorage, thanks to a last-minute rescue by my mother. And, of course, we've both got the traditional you-just-flew-into-a-cold-and-wet-climate-in-a-pressurized-tuna-can-recycling-air-from-all-the-people-you-heard-coughing cold. Fortunately Mum keeps a bottle of NyQuil handy, because this happens every damn time we come to visit. Hoping that it lets up soon, though, because we're only here until Sundayish (we hope) and I'd like to see more than just the inside of my mother's condo. (Not that it isn't a lovely condo. But.) So, back to sleep for me.
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