Monday, October 25, 2010

Sleepless in Seattle

Lisa, myself and four other girl friends went on a little adventure last weekend to wilds of Washington. That's a lie. We went into the forest once, but how we got there is quite the story! In June we found really cheap tickets to Seattle. None of us had ever been there and timing was perfect- fall break for me, and UEA for the four who are teachers. We decided to seize the day and take a much needed vacation. With a hip condo we found for a really good price in Belltown, a neighborhood in downtown Seattle, we began our urban getaway.
Our first day we went to Pikes Place Market, a beautiful farmers/craft market just a block above the piers. It was a dream- a mixture of small book stores, flower shops, local farmers, artists, fishermen, cafes. The cuisine was divine! Holding back was difficult, so we didn't. We were on vacation after all. We journeyed to Pikes Place everyday, it never got old. We bought produce one night and a huge salmon fillet and cooked dinner from home one night even.
We did almost everything that we could think of while we were there; the SAM Seattle Art Museum (loved), the Space Needle (not worth $18, but cool), the Underground City tour (amazing), shopping, the International District (rated with one star for a reason), we went sailing (worth every penny. I would do that again in a heart beat- and a warmer jacket), took the ferry to Bainebridge Island (stories to follow), we went and saw the salmon gates and the Locks (pretty interesting), the Seattle Temple (gorgeous), the Olympic Sculpture Park (super neat, a relaxing walk and experience), visited the campus of University

of Washington (to die for), the EMP Experience Music Project (didn't go inside, but the outside was cool), and even caught a few minutes at a Turkish Festival. The great thing was that we did most of this without a car. The public transportation system there was fantastic, and free within the areas that we were. There was so much to do downtown. I will admit- when we did get a car and were able to make our way to the freeway system and out of the city I was blown away by the beauty of the suburbs. There was so much green, water and harbors everywhere. The architecture was amazing as well- with the most concentrated amount of Victorian Romanesque building in the world. At any given time you could see either some body of water, some enchanted green park, or the distant mountain ranges that were dwarfed by Mt. Rainier or Mt. St. Helen's. That is my only regret of our trip- I wish we could have to the Mountains. They were positively majestic.

Which reminds me- our adventure to the Grand Forest of Bainebridge! On Saturday, we decided to take a break from the city hullaballoo and jumped on the ferry to Bainebridge Island. We were much disappointed when we got there though- due partly to the fact that our first two encounters were with severely intoxicated women. It wasn't as touristy as we had imagined- one main street with small shops filled with items that were far too pricey for our budgets- not to mention for the most part hideous. We had set aside about four hours there, and there was nothing to do- until we met our Turkish friend (I can't recall his name). He owned a rug shop- full of beautiful Turkish rugs that I drooled incessantly over. He was the kindest of fellows- and he was so kind as to force his only employee (a thirty-something gentleman by the name of Johnathan) to 'take us to the forest!'. We didn't feel threatened or creeped out by them, so we piled in Johnathan's
dusty blue late nineties Volvo station wagon. There were four crammed in the back seat- two on the front, plus jolly Johnathan. He was so kind telling us about the local activities, where to buy the 'most fantastic textiles' and various things produced on the island. It was a very picturesque Island- massive trees, over grown vines and wild black berry bushes enveloping the hills. The small homes were prime post-card material. As he pulled off the road and let us out of the vehicle to go into the forest- he promised to come back in an hour. Talk about showing faith in a stranger! But I will forever be grateful for our that kind Turkish man and Johnathan. I have never seen such a beautiful place- God's creations in pure and natural glory. It was so peaceful, the air cool, clean and crisp. I-like my father- was infatuated with all of the various plants, especially the mushrooms. They were fascinating. Needless to say- Johnathan was there in an hour- picked us up and took us back to a small cafe called the Pegasus. We said our goodbyes and got some of the best hot chocolate I have ever had.
All in all- Our vacation was excellent. I am definitely interested in spending more time there in my future, or even living there for a while. It wasn't a relaxing trip- but a very inspiring, busy, fun, adventure filled one. Not to mention- a delicious one. All I have to say is Bavarian cream doughnuts, gourmet burgers with french onion soup, felafel and baklava, salmon chowder in bread bowls, fresh fruit, butternut squash soup with English pesto crumpets, pastries, and gelato. I'd write more about the food- but... you'd just have to be there to understand.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

The Future is for Discovering...


I rode Davids bike in the rain today. It was cold on my face and hands. The weather is changing here. It smells like fall finally. That sweet spicy smell that is so unique that its more of a feeling than an actual smell. Especially with the rain. The leaves are starting to change too. It is beautiful. I love campus when the leaves are all over the ground. I feel more scholarly when I have to crunch through leaves on the way to class. Maybe because there aren't very many leafy trees in Las Vegas. It just seems so movie-like to me still, even though this is my fifth year here. That is a crazy thought. How life has changed over the last five. How much is it going to change in the next five? I feel that life is flying by, that I am aging. I feel responsibility and maturity creeping up on me. I feel the need to make decisions. Big decisions. I feel the significance, the weight, of what I need to do. A constant knot in my neck reminds me that I am an adult now, or very soon will be. My education has been an adventure. There are so many things that I have learned, technically speaking. I can't deny that I have acquired more knowledge in the last five years at the University. Yet, I feel more than ever, so unintelligent. Perhaps it's because of my major. I wish I read more books while attending the university. I think that I have had to read maybe five books for school. How sad is that? As a student of design- there is much more observing required and more hands-on experience required for our field. I just wish that I could say that when leaving with my degree that I learned about many things. But I can't. I learned how to do my possible future profession. Why is that not enough for me? Divine discontent? Is that even good? Or am I being ungrateful? I need to read more books. After graduation, I am hoping to start learning other things. But not only learning about things, but experiencing them. Or at least learning from experience. I look forward to the future, there is so much to be done. And I have a lot I want to do yet. Maybe I will make a 'Bucket List' as my next post...

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Memoirs


When writing papers, the introduction is always the hardest part for me. I am terrible at starting things, especially when they are supposed to grab your attention and make you want to keep reading. For example: what you are reading right now. I have no idea how to start a blog! Like a conversation? Like a journal? I have no idea. Blogging is still a very weird thing to me. I LOVE reading other peoples blogs, but I have no idea what I would put in one. While scouring over several blogs, drooling over their beautiful photos and poetic posts, I was sitting next to one of my best friends (Haley Parris Peterson) and she suggested that I write on my blog. I've had this blog set up for over two years, and have yet to post anything... until now. So we shall see where this goes.

Right now I am in my senior year of undergraduate degree in Interior Design. My senior thesis is to design the headquarters for Fender Guitars. I am really excited about this project. Our class has been so fortunate as to have our projects sponsored by an architectural firm in Salt Lake City. They are setting aside time to coach us through our projects. It is going to be a year long project, which at this point rouses feelings of excitement as well as panic at the daunting task ahead. I am really excited to be able to go crazy with this project though. I feel like this project is offering the most freedom of any project I've had yet, so I am really going to try and push myself. Hopefully I will manage to pull off an amazing portfolio peice and still do well in my other classes... and sleep... and maybe, if I am really good, enjoy my senior year...