Almost 10 years ago, I used to sneak into the McGill gymnasium and train with my buddies in empty classrooms, squash courts, or wherever the floor and space was suitable. Now in 2011, many of us have parted into our corporate lives in various parts of the world. My friend Nam, dancer at heart, was celebrating his birthday in his new hometown of Seattle. This was of course a perfect opportunity to surprise an old friend and explore an unfamiliar city.
Emilie, my partner in crime, may be quiet at first glance but is always eager for new adventures. With a brief introduction to some new acquaintances, the laughing, smiles, and stories took over every alley.* (bowling alleys…) The Purple Dot Café ensured the night prowlers were not left hungry and their large tables supplied ample room for a quick headrest nap.
The festive and lively market in Ballard welcomed both early birds and late night dwellers. The raw organic scents of real food (unlike 95% of the crap we find in the average grocery store) drifted across the crowds. Both young and old, a valued and unique sense of style was well appreciated. Jake, Emilie and I embarked on a spectacle of personas wearing cobra shirts, vintage jackets, and wildlife sweaters. Beth graced us with her presence at 20Twenty as she witnessed our new creations. The local toy store, Clover, I truly believe was designed for parents trying to relive their past. Their modernized vintage toys tickled the giggles out of me. A glance through a kaleidoscope took me both back and into the future. I took a stance in the middle, no longer the little child, nor father.
With the celebration of my first Bloody Mary, I embraced my present self with another achievement under my belt!
that last picture makes you think about the masons who were able to work in such tight quarters, which were probably thicker than she is...interesting isn't it?!
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