seattle.seattle.seattle

welcome to pam’s homework essay. apparently im in charge of recording this leg. so much for democracy. FINE. haha.
touchdown happened at around 6pm. WHEE!!... NOT. ohmygosh. it took us TWO HOURS to clear customs at SEA. *faints* and we thought the causeway immigration checkpoints were most definitely the ultimate. so lets see, by the time we got to the baggage carousel, it’s 8-ish. 3 pple lugging a grand total of nine bags looking for the transfer counter... not a very glam sight...so anyways, draggy stuff, ill fast-fwd a little bit.

met a nice lady at the transfer counter who happened to be knocking off... she kindly led us to the place to store our handcarry for the night (at a price, of course) and TOLD us to get out of the airport and go downtown because... TGIF!(in seattle pple... i know the title says saturday. TSK.)

haha. anyways,we caught the last public bus into town from the airport. a 45 minute ride.
HAHAHA. dear jo-jie sat next to a real chatty guy ( and i mean REAL CHATTY...haha the uncle reminded me of de vil’s lanky right-hand man with his cap and all). when he found out that we were en route to a summer stint in Alaska, he told us that he made 60 grand pulling huge alaskan crabs apart the last time he was there. SIXTY.GRAND. T-T i want. (then thinks of Deadliest Catch and *shudders*)
ok, i digress...i should just stick to the main points- getting on the bus was the easy part. we didnt know where to get off!!! -_-’’’ and it sure did not help that we were 3 girls travelling on the public bus at nine plus at night. oh well, we decided that our ‘get off’ strategy would be... to hop off when most passengers were alighting. (our parents should not be reading this. we have a separate set of entries that are...easier on the heart. HAHA) SOMEHOW we thought we saw something that looked like a ‘townsquare’ and we just got off. YAY.

geography lessons finally paid off. we figured our our location on a really cartoony-not-to-scale-AT-ALL map and just wandered around. if u are thinking, how nice and romantic: ala sleepless in seattle and all, i hate to break it to you, but everything was CLOSED at around 10. (ok, so we should have found out from the nice lady where exactly in seattle we would find life at 10pm..zz) stab me. argh. thank goodness we still managed to buy hot coffee at Starbucks to thaw about 10% of our poor selves.

im rambling. again. zz. in short, we were cold first, upset that we aint doing no shopping, and then hungry. in that order. barnes and nobles was just closing, but we managed to find out about a grub house called The Hurricane that would still be open. utterly lost, and looking everybit the lost tourist. a guy with a hoodie approached us. (think wentworth miller in Prison Break. im serious.) ermmm because this blog wouldnt be much fun if i were to describe what followed (since a written account wouldnt do the episode justice AT ALL) do remember to find out what happened, from the respective pple when we get back. HAHA. im evil this way.

i will tell u though, we shared some cheesy pasta thing, some t-rex worthy red-meat and rich creamy soup at The Hurricane. ta-da our first contact with authentic american fare. did i mention that oil and salt are free too, aside from freedom of speech? HAHAH excuse lame pam.

lets skip on to getting ourselves back to the airport to sit out the next seven hours in an EMPTY AIRPORT. T-T T-T. scary trip on the public bus back to the airport. (again, ask your respective friend, or friends for details... *insert pam’s evil laugh here*) we were BORED.TO.TEARS. had to resort to playing cheng-yu games can!!?!?!? haha but it’s good that somehow the three of us are on the same frequency. so the seven hours were all good.

finally, as SEA woke, we claimed our bags and checked in. had to kill another FOUR hours in their equivalent of ‘Changi-DFS’ section. since we didnt sleep at all, i imagine more than 1 or 2 fresh looking locals thinking that we really looked like hell. haha. nvm! 7 going on 8am. BREAKFAST TIME! haha (fyi, feeding times are of great importance to the three pple you are reading about, just because there is nothing much that occupies our brains here.) we had yummy Wendy’s biscuits for breakie. it’s not what you think it is. not o.O-biscuit?!?!?, biscuits. but bread-replacements-in-an-egg-macmuffin-biscuit, biscuits. HAHA i hope u figure that one out.(*hint hint clue clue: see picture above SATURDAY 10 MAY 2008. in pam’s hand*)

im obviously out-writing my welcome. HA. so in a nutshell. that we were stuck in SEA for a LONG time is all you need to take away from this entry...PLUS the fact that pam thinks that she is really lucky to be travelling with 2 great friends; i cannot think of 2 better pple to be stuck in an airport with. really. hyak hyak.

i guess that’s the end of my essay. im sorry you had to sit through that... hahah maybe i wont have to do anymore homework thanks to the failure of this entry is what im hoping. HA.


pam.over and out.