so close!

So, even though it doesn't feel like winter, the time of year when i realize "Oh shit. I havn't left NYC for 5 months, which means i've existed in a ten mile radius for far too too long" is upon me again. That's what happens when you live a coastal existence, only coming and going by airplane.

But... on the 8th day of above warm temperatures, it'll be hilarious when i step off the airplane in Seattle, Washington and hear tales of hurricane winds and record snowfall. A trip to the mountains is definitely in order! I want a cowabunga sledding adventure!