It was 730 pm at the Days Inn near the Seattle Airport and I was unwinding from the whirlwind that was the bioethics conference in Tacoma. This was the end of my trip. My flight back to the east coast was the next morning at 830 am so I had ditched my Hopkins counterpart, who was roaming around Seattle, to stay closer to the airport for my early flight. But, I was feeling absolutely restless staring at the plaster wall when I kept imagining concerts, and liveliness going on only 15 minutes away in the indie music hub of the country.

Most of my trip took place in Tacoma where the two of us Hopkins kids attended a bioethics conference. Unlike the rest of the east coasters, we decided to forgo the suits, jackets, and uncomfortable shoes. However, I wish I had brought a floral cotton dress, dark tights, and a pair of Frye Boots because that seemed to be the look on the University of Puget Sound Campus. I observed this trend sipping coffee at the large windowed and thus sunlit coffee shop where MGMT’s ‘Flash Delirium’ played right before Caribou’s ‘Odessa’. I shazamed the next couple songs …

heard in a puget sound coffee shop

Caribou ‘Odessa’ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yq_tDOFU5tY

The Archie Bronson Outfit http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=chmaBWe7oqI

Lightspeed Champion ‘Marlene’ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCo-U6war6c

Anyway, after two days on UPS campus and one night out in Tacoma, it was unbearable to sit in my hotel room around 730 pm. So when George texted me, ‘No Regrets!!’ I made the decision to get on the light rail, and make my way into Seattle.

Typed, my night sounds subpar- the concert I wanted to go to at Crocodile was sold out, and I spent the rest of the evening in one location before having to run back to catch the last light rail at 1230 am. But in my mind it went more like – smiling to myself when people watching the hipsters standing outside Crocodile before finding refuge in a small well-lit nook across the street. Appreciating the friendliness of the wait staff the chefs who offered me advice on how to get around Seattle (apparently Belltown = ‘hos and bros’ and Capitol Hill = ‘gays and hipsters’).  Laughing when the chef joked I was getting free smells and placed a sample of their famous flan in front of me to try.

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