This is the beginning of the mega-post that is Mark and my trip from Seattle to Atlanta. There is a lot of shit that went down during this trip, we lost a few people. I will try to be compreshensive as much as possible. This will most likely have to be broken up into multiple blogs in order to make it work. My brain wont function on one thought for long enough and things well be happening in the mean-time (Brad is coming for Crystal Chronicles as we speak). With that in mind we will begin our espade in Seattle. . .
This is going to start on thursday afternoon, just after my clinic. Brian and I meet up after class and ditch the school. We knew something was going to happen today, but wasn't sure what because I needed to find Mark and make sure he wasn't dead. The best option was to head home and wait for Mark to call me. Call shows up around 4:30 or so as Brian and I are enjoying the lazy teacher afternoon (the time between 3:30 and 5:00 where all of the teachers are done working but all you suits are still at the grind). Mark was a little giddy if I do say so myself (check his blog for his opinion). Apparently he had met this girl (Magda) from Australia at the hostel and they had spent a good part of a day together. So he tells me that there is this cheap night-ish cruise that they are going on, sounds like fun so Brian and I get in to run wingmen if need be.
We meet up with Mark, go grab a bite to eat and then hustle and bustle back to the hostel to meet Magda and her friend. We're sitting there for a few minutes, blaming me for her not being there since I have been so stoked for Mark. We decide to head to the dock so that we don't miss the boat, and also the girls might already be there. As we leave we run into Magda who is hustling to get her friend. Mark said she was, and she is indeed, cute. She told us she was going to get her friend and we ran ahead [1]. So we get to the docks, just in time to see a ferry leave. It turns out that the ferry isn't what I thought it was, a cruisesque experience where hot singles take in the sunset on the way out and the city lights on the way in. In reality it was a commuter ferry to get people to and from an island. . . and it was sailing away as we watched it. With little idea of what to do, and neither of the ladies that we're going to come along we sat there for a bit contemplating. Brian's eagle eyes spotted the ladies and Mark went to go talk to them. There was a big debate on what to do, and it was getting pretty clear that the ladies weren't feeling it. In the end we decided to go get ice cream from a corner vendor. After standing in line we get the ice cream, and when we turn to continue talking to the ladies, we find them a block and a half away. Yes, they ditched us. Mark goes in fast persuit, and Brian and I look at each other. I won't go into the details here, but basically Brian and I found the ladies from a distance, then talked a bit about how this was over and we needed to do something else. We find Mark, who didn't find the ladies for a while, and we all agree to leave and find something else to do.
There's plenty more to go on that night alone, but I'm tired and get to sleep in my bed tonight.
M
This is going to start on thursday afternoon, just after my clinic. Brian and I meet up after class and ditch the school. We knew something was going to happen today, but wasn't sure what because I needed to find Mark and make sure he wasn't dead. The best option was to head home and wait for Mark to call me. Call shows up around 4:30 or so as Brian and I are enjoying the lazy teacher afternoon (the time between 3:30 and 5:00 where all of the teachers are done working but all you suits are still at the grind). Mark was a little giddy if I do say so myself (check his blog for his opinion). Apparently he had met this girl (Magda) from Australia at the hostel and they had spent a good part of a day together. So he tells me that there is this cheap night-ish cruise that they are going on, sounds like fun so Brian and I get in to run wingmen if need be.
We meet up with Mark, go grab a bite to eat and then hustle and bustle back to the hostel to meet Magda and her friend. We're sitting there for a few minutes, blaming me for her not being there since I have been so stoked for Mark. We decide to head to the dock so that we don't miss the boat, and also the girls might already be there. As we leave we run into Magda who is hustling to get her friend. Mark said she was, and she is indeed, cute. She told us she was going to get her friend and we ran ahead [1]. So we get to the docks, just in time to see a ferry leave. It turns out that the ferry isn't what I thought it was, a cruisesque experience where hot singles take in the sunset on the way out and the city lights on the way in. In reality it was a commuter ferry to get people to and from an island. . . and it was sailing away as we watched it. With little idea of what to do, and neither of the ladies that we're going to come along we sat there for a bit contemplating. Brian's eagle eyes spotted the ladies and Mark went to go talk to them. There was a big debate on what to do, and it was getting pretty clear that the ladies weren't feeling it. In the end we decided to go get ice cream from a corner vendor. After standing in line we get the ice cream, and when we turn to continue talking to the ladies, we find them a block and a half away. Yes, they ditched us. Mark goes in fast persuit, and Brian and I look at each other. I won't go into the details here, but basically Brian and I found the ladies from a distance, then talked a bit about how this was over and we needed to do something else. We find Mark, who didn't find the ladies for a while, and we all agree to leave and find something else to do.
There's plenty more to go on that night alone, but I'm tired and get to sleep in my bed tonight.
M
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