At about 10:30 yesterday morning, my easy one-leg day ended in SeaTac, Washington. As I was walking to the hotel, I was thinking that I needed some kind of adventure. It may be a good day to check off bucket list item number 90, which is to go up into the Seattle Space Needle. I checked online and found out it would cost me $22 to do this. Well worth the money to fulfill a dream.
I grabbed a small pizza for lunch at the hotel and brought it back to my room. After eating, I started to get really tired, since I’d had to be up so early that morning. I thought that maybe I just wanted to stay in and take a nap. This Space Needle will have to wait.
While I was lying there, munching on an overpriced chocolate bar from Starbucks, my second wind kicked in and I felt like I needed to get up and do something. I sent a message to my friend Jordan, a SeaTac-based flight attendant for Delta, to see if he was in town and wanted to grab dinner. As luck would have it, he was and invited me to dinner with him and another friend, Eric.
Interestingly enough, I had never actually met these two in person. I came across Jordan’s Instagram account a couple years ago when I searched for posts that used the hashtag ‘CrewLife’. This search pulled up what seemed to be a million different flight attendant and pilot feeds and I followed some that looked like they may be sharing some of their travels and adventures. Side note: I’m not a fan of, and don’t like to follow those who constantly post selfies. Sure, an occasional selfie is alright, in my opinion, but why do some feel as if they need to constantly show off their face. Get over yourself! Turn the camera around so I can see what you see!
We decided to meet and eat at Coastal Kitchen, a seafood-inspired restaurant in Capital Hill. The Uber driver who gave me a ride into Seattle was incredibly chatty! I love to chat with strangers but sometimes I get the vibe that they may want me to hush. He is originally from Afghanistan and has lived in the states for years now. He told me about his family and about his growing up years. Afghanistan in the 1970’s was similar to the U.S. The wrong person/people rising to power is what has brought on the drastic changes that these people are having to live with today. I’m so blessed to live in a country that allows me to follow my dreams!
My food was incredibly tasty! I recommend a visit! I ordered a lamb dish that had some white beans, perfectly seasoned. Eric had a burger and Jordan had a pasta dish. The conversation was fun and it’s always interesting to chat with flight attendants from other airlines to get their perspectives on things.
Later that night, my Uber back to the hotel was with a man who is originally from Mexico City. We talked about the death of his parents’ a few years back and how he never goes back for visits anymore. He moved to the states alone and had to save up to send for his wife and kids. He is yet another person who had/has an American Dream. I’m inspired by this.