Monday, August 23, 2010

Congratulatory Church

I am a cold seahorse feeling warm in your sand

As some of you have asked me, I'm back with an article intended my daytrip to Seattle and some info on the job that I landed here (post below). But first things more fun: my first steps on U.S. soil! Starts at 5am in Greyhound, a coach in the image of the driver that is really grotty! The ultimate fear: to lay his head on the seat while that our hair has just been thoroughly washed. Yeah there are details like that when you say we play beautiful adventurous, there is very girls ... girls at heart! It took four hours and travel as many stops along the way before crossing the border. Here, everybody goes: name, statement, picture, folder creation, making of loans, you name it! Had they been able to pass X-ray I think it would have been the same. So here I am stuck in the U.S. ... Basically, no interest in being noticed.


On site, the change is radical. Yet so close to the Canadian land, the spirit pervading nothing like his little sister. The population is more diverse, the city's dirtiest and most persistent beggars own culture but also seems to be stronger. Like a well-defined borrowing. With only one day ahead of us, we focus on the center, the old Seattle and docks nearby. It's Sunday, the market is full of flowers, food and various street artists are out. Despite the difficulty the sun through the clouds (cliché but true), the main artery rayon.



Attractions spend: gifts shop in the colors of Grey's Anatomy, first Starbucks, photos of ferries, "Yellow Cab", streets sloping, small cafés and of course some shopping. Seattle has few airs in Vancouver pretty much less you have to admit it but the spirit of belonging developed. Seattle is America, its flags, its culture. Seattle is an indie film: typically agitated, sometimes slow and not all rosy but disturbing truth of humanity and screaming.


As some of you have asked me, I'm back with an article about my daytrip to Seattle and some info about the job that I have here in Vancouver (next post). But let's start with the fun : my first steps on the U.S. ground ! Starts at 5am in a GreyHound, a car looking exactly like it's driver ie really crapy ! The ultimate fear : put our head on the seat just after having thoroughly washed our hair. Yeah there are details like that when you realize you may play the adventurous, you still stay a girl with a real  ... girly heart ! It took four hours of travel and as many stops along the way before crossing the border. Ther, everybody out of the bus : name, statement, picture, folder creation, fingerprints scanning, ... If they had been able to pass us under  X-ray I think it would have been done too. So here I am stuck in the U.S. ... Basically, no interest in being noticed ^^

Locally, the change is radical. Yet so close to Canadia, the ambient spirit is nothing like it's little sister. The population is more diverse, the city dirtier and more persistent are the beggars but the city and it's culture also seems to be stronger. As a well-defined borrows. With only one day in front of us, we focus on the center, the old Seattle and the docks nearby. It's Sunday, the market is full of flowers, food and various street performers are outputs. Despite the difficulty of the sun poping through the clouds (cliche but true), the main artery shines.

The inevitable happens : gifts shop in the colors of Grey's Anatomy, first Starbucks, photos of the ferries, of the "Yellow Cab", of the sloping streets, small cafés and of course some shopping. Seattle looks a bit like Vancouver : less attractive I must confess, but the spirit of belonging is strongly developed. Seattle is America, its flags, its culture. Seattle is an indie film: typical, agitated, sometimes slow and not all pink but disturbing with truth and full of humanity


Credit : pix 1 by San - pix 2 by Ally (myself)

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