Vancouver.

I caught the early train from downtown Seattle. It was my first time on an Amtrak which was exciting and it was a perfect morning for it- the sun was already shining which is always a good start to the day. The train ride was four hours long and i got to see some amazing scenery. We travelled along the coast most of the way up so it was beautiful seeing the water and watching fisherman heading out on their boats. I have never crossed a border before to enter another country, it seemed weird not to have to fly anywhere or cross any ocean. I forgot that i had to go through customs as well. The Canadian customs officers were very pleasant. I booked into a hostel close to the train station so only had to walk around the corner. I stayed at C & N Backpackers on Main Street. When i got there my room wasn't ready yet which was fine, i dropped my bag off and headed out into downtown Vancouver. I spent most of the first day wandering around the city. I checked out Chinatown, the Gaslight district and walked along the waterfront to Stanley Park. I stopped in on my way to have lunch at the Steamworks Brewery. I had a cider and a delicious parsnip and carrot soup. It was nice to sit at the bar by myself and people watch, sometimes there is nothing better than your own company.
Stanley Park was probably my most favourite part of Vancouver. When you walk through it you feel like you are miles away from the city. It's like being in a forest with beautiful trees everywhere, lakes, squirrels chasing each other, geese, and even beavers. I walked down several trails within the park and then came out to the water around it. I then walked around the whole park which was about 5 miles of walking. It was really beautiful though. I could smell the salt water and see boats coming in off the harbour. It was a hot sunny day so the beaches were packed out with people but i was more interested in walking and seeing more of the city. I was getting a little tired by the time i got back to downtown and found a cute little organic market to stop and have dinner in. The lady who served me was hilarious. She was one of those larger than life types who sat by me on her break and told me her life story. It was nice talking to her, she was very interested about New Zealand and my adventures from my time in Seattle.
When i got back to my hostel i was tired from walking all day but eager to do something that night. I struck up a conversation with a lovely lady from North Carolina. Her name was Lindsay and she was roadtriiping around America and Canada with her friend Claire. They invited me to go out with them that night and we quickly became friends. We sat around drinking wine and headed into downtown Vancouver to check out the nightlife. We went to one bar which was apparently the 'travellers' bar. This would prove right as we met a group of Brazilians and a group of Irish people. All the people i met were super lovely and we ended up forming a little posse for the night. I met a nice Brazilian named Toby who may be visiting Seattle in the near future. We all ended up having a great night, we stayed till last call and then went to an apartment to hang out. I headed home around 3 knowing that i had to check out early in the morning..
The next day..
I got up to check out and started once again to roam the city. It was another hot day which was hard considering this time i had my backpack with me. I decided to walk to Granville Island. On the way i stopped to send a postcard to my Mum and Dad, i don't think i have really embraced the tourist side of me and it felt nice sending cheesy postcards home to the family. The walk to Granville was long hike but a really nice one - i walked over the bridge and got a beautiful view of the city and hills surrounding it. I like that Vancouver is surrounded by water, it think i would always have to live in a city that has water all around it. It brings a certain feeling of peace. I didn't really like the buildings though, there were so many condo's that looked almost plastic, shiny and fake. I think i prefer the older, dingier cities with rustic looking brick buildings and places with a little more history.
Granville Island was amazing. Little artist studios everywhere - you can look into the studios and watch the artists at work. There is also an amazing public market with great food and little knick knacks for sale. I stopped at a little cafe close to the park and got an iced green tea with soy milk. I sat for a while before heading out on my walk back to the train station. I decided to walk back along the waterfront and ended up napping in the park for a couple of hours. It was such a relaxing afternoon and very pretty seeing the little boats bobbing up and down on the harbour. I walked up South Main St before heading to the train. South Main St was probably my favourite shopping area. It was a little more bohemian looking and had some cute little vintage stores and cute bars. Unfortunately i could only have a quick look - before i knew it i was on the Amtrak back to Seattle. I met a really cute old couple on the train. The were from Winipeg Canada and told me all about their children and grandchildren and their little lives in central Canada. We talked for a couple of hours until we got to Seattle and then parted ways. It was a very pleasant way to end what was a great trip.

Cherry Blossom tree.

So lately i've been really into jotting things down. I carry around a notebook with me and when i feel the need or see something that inspires me i write it down. This way i never forget the exact feelings of the experience.
Just the other day i was taking a walk. Seattle is very pretty at the moment with all the cherry blossoms in bloom so it saddened me when i walked into a grassy field covered in cherry blossom petals. It made me realise how fast nature changes and i felt sad that soon we would no longer be seeing the beautiful cherry blossom trees.

Cherry Blossom tree.
It was an especially windy day in the city. I was busy watching the surface of the water as it battled against the gustling wind when a single white petal landed on my toe. Light as a feather it fell and despite the force of the Seattle sky it sat patiently on my foot waiting for me to look up. Soon it was joined by another petal, and then one more fell, this time a light shade of pink, the colour of sun burnt skin after an hour at the beach. Every gust of wind blew another petal closer, and soon the grass was covered in a blanket of cherry blossom petals. Like snow they fell until the branches of the cherry blossom tree were left bare. Naked and in shame the tree withdrew it's branches and stood watching in despair at all of it's beautiful petals now floating to the ground. Reaching out with it's long bone like fingers the tree grabbed desperately at the sea of white and pink around it's feet. But the attempt was in vain, the once picturesque cherry blossom tree was nothing more than a tattered and willowed soul looking out to the grey Seattle sky. Frail, small and afraid the tree shrunk into it's surroundings bowing it's head in disgrace as the other trees looked on in pleasure. No-one envied the cherry blossom tree now. The cherry blossom tree sat alone on the hill and there it would stay, waiting for the season to pass.

Poem for the water.

While i was sitting in my favourite spot at Gas Works Park i wrote a poem about the water, something about the way the water glimmered inspired me to write a few quick words.

The Water.
As i sit on the hill my eyes are drawn to the water.
One spot in particular.
This one spot in the water, like silver foil being crinkled in someone's fingers.
Like the flash on a million different camera's going off all at the same time.
Soon this one spot turns into a stream, then the stream becomes an ocean.
Millions of flashes coming from the water.
With all of our tiny cameras we thought we were capturing the sea.
But the sea had captured us.

Fashionable Rebels.

 Whilst in Barnes and Noble today flicking through numerous photography books i came across Rebel Youth by Karlheinz Weinberger. Weinberger documents a group of Swiss teenagers involved in the 'rebel' style of the 50's and 60's. I immediately became fascinated with this idea of rebel fashion. What does it mean to be a rebel in today's society? I believe we still attribute a certain level of coolness to the modern day rebel. For this idea we can thank the dashing Mr Dean whose images are plastered everywhere we go. Boys today are still rocking the chuck taylors (which i believe will never go out of style) with the cuffed jeans and rolled up shirt sleeves. Also popular is the nerdy wide framed glasses which James Dean was often seen wearing. While Weinberger's photography displays the more quirky swiss inspired rebel fashion the book still can be seen as a huge style imspiration. What better time to pop your collar and pull out your leather, rebels have never been hotter.

Seattle blog.

Cruise on over to my new travel blog
www.gabriellelynne.blogspot.com

This is where i will be sharing all of my Seattle/American experiences.

I'm back.

I return to thee dear blogging world after an extremely long hiatus. Life has surely been taking me down a twisty and turny path as of lately leaving very little time to update my blog. For those that are still here i thank you for your patience, i think however i have finally got my blogging mojo back and am feeling motivated to update again.
Oh and the fact that i lost my job the other day is helping also. Now don't get all worried, i can assure you i am feeling much better off for not working at that place. I admit i was super upset when my boss pulled me aside and starting feeding me a ton of lies before telling me i didn't have a job anymore. It was completely unjustified and unreasonable but i guess that is the type of person she is. There is no way i want to be around that type of negativity so i feel much happier today. Perhaps a little worried about finding a new job, but nevertheless happier.
As i am writing to you the rain is pelting against my window. I was told we are supposed to see rain for the next ten days in Seattle, everyone is moaning, i am happy, finally Seattle is living up to it's reputation :)
I feel like there is so much to be said that i don't even know where to start. I am feeling much more settled in in my new house in Wallingford and feeling more and more blissed everyday for having met these wonderful people. They really are a great bunch who have made me feel very included and looked after. I have spent the last two days frantically applying for numerous jobs and have my fingers crossed that i will be hearing back from some of them soon. I applied at a really cute clothing boutique in Fremont today which would be super awesome to work in. I have also applied at several cafes and restaurants. While serving work is hard it would be nice to be earning some decent money.
Lastnight i went to the Crystal Castles show at the showbox sodo. The showbox sodo is an awesome venue although i am told the showbox market is even cooler. I liked how misplaced sodo is, you take a bus ride to the southern end of the city and end up in this industrial area. It feels like you are in the middle of nowhere basically. My friend Andrea and I were a little unsure of where to go but found our way pretty easily. Crystal Castles were amazing. I knew it was going to be a high impact, high energy show but it far exceeded my expectations. Everyone was feeling it and the crowd were super hyped and crazy. We met up with my roomate Jess and her date Ethan and had a few drinks beforehand at a super chill bar called Hooberville. I was impressed to hear Daft Punk blasting away on the stereo, and was also impressed by the lovely strong whiskey and ginger we drunk. The bar was packed out with hipster types who were obviously heading over to check out Crystal Castles. It was a really fun night, although Andi and I had to put up with a weird cab driver making obscene sucking noises with his mouth while he drove. It was pretty disgusting and we spent the whole cab ride cracking up laughing on the backseat of the cab.
It's a weird feeling being unemployed. I know i should totally enjoy every moment of my freedom i just get a little stressed about finding a new job. I know it will happen though, i think tomorrow i'm going to head into the central district and hang out. Maybe check out Pike Place again, i totally love going to that market. Theres also some neat looking coffee shops that i would'nt mind spending some time in.
I also need to start taking some more photos so i can bombard my blog with pretty Seattle images.
Once again i apoligise for being a slacker, and thank you thank you for your patience. You should also check out my lovely sister Hanna's blog Living the simple life. There is a button to her blog on my page. She has really been busy blogging and her photos of my niece Isobel are beautiful. Stop on by say hello and don't forget to vote her in the top baby blogs competition.
Goodnight all, i'm going to sleep with the sound of lovely rain.
I promise we shall talk soon.

More of Portland and throw in some Wallingford too.

Sorry I’ve been absent lately, I have just moved to my new house here in Wallingford. With the packing, and working full-time I’ve been a busy little lady. I know I promised part two of the Portland adventure but life just kind of got on top of me as it sometimes does. Anyway here a few pictures taken from the streets of Portland. My highlights were visiting the infamous Powells bookstore which is story upon story of beautiful new and secondhand books. I spent many hours browsing the shelfs and ended up leaving the store with a stack of secondhand treasures including William S Burroughs ‘Junky’, Salinger’s ‘Catcher in the Rye’ Hemingway’s ‘The Sun Also Rises’ and the beautiful Autumn de Wilde hardcover photo collection of my all- time favourite band Death Cab For Cutie. It was also nice strolling the streets of such a beautiful city with lovely brick buildings and footpaths and hidden parks around every corner. I found the waterfront area to be especially pretty and as it was a cold day we were left to our own devices to explore the riverside. I really hope to return to Portland in the spring time as I can only imagine how the city looks in full bloom. Also I wouldn’t mind checking out the Japanese gardens and rose gardens which we were unable to visit in the winter.

Back to Wallingford.

I’m so happy to have moved here already. I moved yesterday with the help of one of my new flatmates Jim. It was an easy move considering I own next to nothing and I was lucky enough to score a bed as well. I can already tell the environment here is much better. It just feels more relaxing and friendly. Within minutes of moving in the new roomates were discussing making me dinner! What a lovely bunch. I was also standing on the porch lastnight and looking out to the Seattle skyline and space needle. It is quite spectacular how you can see the lights from the city reflecting in the water. Seattle really is a beautiful place.

Portland! Part 1.

As promised, although two weeks late (sorry!) here is the Portland post.
Day 1.
We headed out for Portland from a dark and rainy Seattle. Driving wasn't going to be easy considering we could hardly see in front of us which also meant that i saw little of the roadside. However i couldn't let this dampen my spirits so we drove the three hour drive on the Interstate with my eyes glued to the window the whole time, waiting patiently for any break in the weather. The interstate is a funny thing. It just goes and goes in a straight line, void of any personality. Four to five lanes on either side, vehicles moving all in one direction. I like a road where you can take in the scenery but on a rainy day it wasn't such a problem. After what seemed like a blink of the eye drive we were hitting Oregon state and crossing the bridge into Portland. I didn't really know what to expect. I have always wanted/dreamed of going to Portland and then all of a sudden i was there. While the weather had cleared some it was still an exceptionally grey afternoon.


We went to check into our hotel, the Ace Hotel. I highly, highly recommend this hotel to anyone. We stayed in one of the dorm style rooms so it only ended up costing us around $35 each a night. The place had character, was clean, comfortable and had stumptown coffee right in the lobby. 


Our lovely room at the Ace Hotel, we managed to mess it up in less than an hour.

After checking in we were approached by a group of people filming in the lobby. They asked if we would be interested in attending a filmed performance in one of the hotel rooms. Turns out it was the artist Pictureplane from Denver. We headed up to room 406 to watch him perform. I can tell you know it was a very strange experience. We all squished into a room where others stood around looking as dumbfounded as we felt. As a bunch of scenesters sat on the bed having a photo shoot we all kind of looked at each other sheepishly. Then out came the drugs, alcohol and whippets and pictureplane began his performance. As millions of cameras circled around we danced in the middle of the room, not sure what else to do. The scenesters got high and did scenester things. Pictureplane performed three songs and then it was all over. We left the room giggling to ourselves wondering what the hell we just got ourselves into. Overall it was pretty fun though.

                                                                                 Pictureplane perform.

It was then time for dinner so we found a cheap pub serving happy hour special food. I had some greasy fries and a little burger which were actually quite delicious. I'm always slightly uncomfortable in places where football is playing on the screen in the background so needless to say we didn't stay around for too long. Instead we went back to the room and got ready for a night out and about in Portland. I had done some research so had some idea of what bars to check out. There was one that was recommended to us from a person i met at a gig in Seattle. The bar was called The Tube and had an amazing happy hour where spirits (or well drinks, as the Americans call them) were only $2 till 10pm at night. We ended up staying here for sometime before meeting up with a friend of Jill's and heading to Dantes bar. Dantes were having a circus type performance which was extremely entertaining, especially the double jointed stripper who pulled out a cigarette from it's packet, lit it and smoked it all with her foot. The night ended off with a gypsy type band and gypsy type dancing.

                                                                       Some of the performers in the circus.

So day one of Portland was over and was a very interesting and enjoyable day. I was looking forward to waking up and getting stumptown from the lobby plus exploring more of the streets. I'll tell you more about that in Part 2 tomorrow.

xx

 

I just don't know what to do with myself.

I swear i used to be so good at filling up my spare time but as of lately i feel sort of lost. I don't know what it is that i used to do but everyday i had off would be filled with some sort of adventure. I guess it's a mixture of things at the moment

• getting used to a new city/country
• not knowing a lot of people
• feeling like a stranger in my house, i'm moving next week.
• living in a weird area with little room to explore, once again i'm moving next week
• getting used to wintery weather

I have two days off from my job. I wish i was able to drive i kind of feel like jumping into a car and driving somewhere by myself with my music blaring and nothing but open road. Then i would find somewhere to stay whenever i got tired and spend the day exploring unknown territory tomorrow. The whole idea seems rather romantic. I have been lucky to meet one fantastic person. We meet up on Monday night for coffee and food and talked for nearly 3 hours. It's a nice feeling when you meet someone you immediately connect with. He is actually on his way other now to hang out before he heads up to Bellingham for a couple of days, if i didn't have work on Friday i would probably go with him. So i'll keep this post short and sweet. I'm getting my Portland photos back tomorrow so look out for a post about that weekend.
Much Love xox.

Change is good for the soul.

No i'm not referring to the loose change you find in your pockets, although that too is good for the soul. Especially when it's just enough to buy a coffee. I'm actually referring to change in life, whether it be a change of scenery, a change of friends, a change in work or even a change of clothes. All this change makes a person feel renewed, rejuvenated and revived. So what change do i have instore...
Well the first obvious one is my move to Seattle. I have been living here for a little over a month now and while i feel it has been fantastic i know there is so much in store. It is hard in winter when all you want to do is hibernate. You look outside at those dark grey clouds and feel the winters chill and just want to sit down with a cup of tea and a biscuit and watch some trashy reality tv. We can't deny ourselves this luxury in life. However as i am only here for 12 months i want to make sure that everyday is special in someway. I feel great just for having come all this way on my own even though sometimes i feel a little daunted by the distance between my homeland and my new semi-permanent residence.

•  NEW HOUSE!!!

Yes! I got the house i went for. Although feeling confident after leaving on Monday night i wasn't too sure whether i would be the lucky person to get the room. Everyone seemed so nice and chilled and i fell in love with the house. I knew i would be disapointed if i didn't get it but luckily i did! I'm so excited to move in. I'm looking at a February 1st move in date. I feel like this will be another positive chapter in my Seattle adventure. I'm looking forward to being closer to the city, to walking out of my house in the morning and seeing the water in front of the downtown skyline. There is also a really lovely park down the hill of our street which i know is going to be a real treat in the spring and summer time. I'm also looking forward to meeting new people. Moving into a house of 5 is bound to bring about a few new faces. It will also be good living with boys. I'm one of those girls that just seem to bond better with males around.
Thinking of my new house, i'm trying to think of new and inexpensive ways to decorate my new bedroom. I'm really into the idea of hanging fabric from the ceiling/walls. I think it would be real cute to have a few different prints hanging down, maybe behind my bed? Do you have any ideas for bedroom decoration? Please feel free to share with me i really appreciate your input.

• NEW JOB

I start my new job tomorrow which i am really excited about. While it has been nice being unemployed for two months and feeling like i am permanently on vacation it will be great to get back into a routine and earn some cash as well. In order to travel around America in December i am going to need to save some money. I'm also taking suggestions for places/cities/states to visit on my American road trip. I want to slowly plan out the route so i get to see as much as possible without spending any ridiculous amount of money. It should be a heap of fun. I wonder what it's like to be a barista in America....one thing i'm excited about is the tips! Bring on the customer service.

Anyway i'm going to cook some dinner, have a shower, read some of my book and have an early night.
Happy Thursdays to you all, wherever you are in the world. xox.

Did somebody say Snow?

Yes! It is snowing in Seattle and i am so excited. Finally an authentic winter. The roads are covered, the trees are being weighed down by clusters of frozen ice, the sky is white as is the ground. Everything is so beautiful. I love snow.

Thank you, thank you.

To anyone who read my last post and gave advice. I believe the situation is sorted. I talked to Kate about how i felt over a glass of wine at a cosy and private bar. We had a really good conversation and i explained my situation in full (the alcohol really helped here). While she was a little upset she understood where i was coming from. Lastnight i went and looked at another place in Wallingford which is a really cute neighborhood closer to the city. The house is on a street that goes down a hill towards a park and the waterfront. When you walk out of the house you can see the skyline of the city with the water in front, it was really quite beautiful. The house itself was great also as were the people. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that i get it! I will let you know.

Also keep an eye out for my Portland post coming up shortly, i have to get my photo's developed from film as the digital camera started playing up. We brought a cute little plastic disposable film. It made me feel like i was six years old again and was heaps of fun. I should be taking it in today so will update about the Portland trip soon. But yes apart from that i am feeling much, much better. I guess it didn't help that i was sick last week and that drained most of my energy. Jill and I were hanging out lastnight as well. We were baking together and then watched a movie. I made a banana cake which turned out really well and Jill made brownies. Apparently Americans don't do Banana cake so i'm excited for Kate and Jill to try it.

The temperature here in Seattle has really dropped over the last couple of days. I'm hanging out for the snow that is rumoured to be coming. I want to make snow angels and build snowmen in the backyard! I also start my new job on Friday as a barista at a local coffee lounge. It will be good to get back into a regular schedule and to meet some new faces.

Anyway it's a quick post today but i will be back soon to talk more. Have a great Tuesday everyone!
xx

When something doesn't feel right.

We've all experienced that feeling before. It sits in the back of your mind, makes your stomach feel unsettled, makes you constantly anxious. It's the feeling when you know something isn't right and you know in time you will have to make a decision. However there is always one element that prevents you from easily making that decision. Here is my scenario:
I moved to Seattle a couple of weeks ago and moved straight into a house that i got from craigslist. The ad on craigslist advertised a cute little house in North Seattle with two girls who liked to cook, listen to music, drink wine and keep the place looking cute. They also assured me that they were willing to take me around and help me out a bit considering this was my first time in America. However....
Things haven't exactly turned out this way. One of the girls i live with has just announced she has depression. I had already guessed this was the case when she would go to bed at 4am in the morning after watching television on her laptop and not wake up till 2 or 3pm in the afternoon only to go straight to her job at a restaurant. She has also constantly being smoking pot which i am not the biggest fan of. It seems she is always getting high and the smell of pot is stinking the house out. I am finding it really hard to make any sort of connection with her and it is really hard when i don't really know anyone in the city. I find myself feeling more alone and it is this feeling that makes me question my move here. But i musn't let this effect me. Without this problem in the equation i feel great. It isn't until i return home from a day out and about that i start to worry and feel more frustrated. So the easy and simple answer seems to be to move, however, this is where that other element messes with the equation.....
Kate. My other roomate is pretty much amazing. We have already clicked and are quickly becoming the closest of friends. We do everything together. When she isn't working she is taking me around, listening to music and cooking with me, going out for coffee and taking me to see live music. She really is quite the catch and a great person to live with. So it is hard to decide whether i should leave her. I know that if i move into another place i will most likely meet some new people as well that can introduce me to other people and hopefully i won't feel the same way that i do now with my current roommate. I know Kate and I will still be close even if i do move out which makes me think i should go ahead and do it. Still these little decisions in life aren't easy, what would you do?

Picasso.

Despite waking up feeling under the weather and having spent most of the night with hideous stomach pains today was quite a good day. The bright sunny weather we have been having for the last couple of days seems to have gone and Seattle was more like it's raininy self. It also felt incredibly cold although i hear some parts of the country are far worse than we are. I'm hoping it will snow sometime in the near future because i am so excited about playing in the snow. We don't really get snow in New Zealand, in fact winters in Auckland never feel that cold. It is nice to beable to experience a proper winter although half of you probably think i am mad for saying this.
Anyway today my friend Kate and I decided to go to the Seattle Art Museum to check out the Picasso Art exhibition. Kate's father is a huge fan of Picasso and was lovely enough to shout both of us a ticket to the show and also dinner afterwards. I wasn't too sure what to expect from a Picasso exhibition but went with high spirits. I have studied Picasso a little in school but can not pretend i know a huge amount about the man. A lot of people are on the fence with his art work, some call him a genius while some see him as hugely overated. When we walked into the exhibition i was immediately overwhelmed by the quantity of work. There were about five rooms filled with Picasso pieces. On every wall dating from the beginning of his career to the end were beautiful paintings and sketches. It felt so unreal to stand infront of something that Pablo Picasso's hands had painted. I wanted so badly to touch the canvases and feel the thick layered paint that was applied by Picasso's brush but i knew that would be both disrespectful and would probably be my ticket out of the exhibition. I can only imagine the worth of all those pieces. I think after looking at all the pieces that nobody can dismiss Picasso's talent. Not when it is sitting right in front of your face. I was a huge fan of his rough sketches. There was one titled 'War and Peace' which was by far one of my favourites. If you're in Seattle i strongly recommend checking out the exhibition, it is well worth the $23 you pay for it.

After looking at art for a couple of hours we had built up quite the appetite. Kate suggested heading to Capitol Hill to find somewhere cheap and delicious for dinner. After circling around in the car for over 20 minutes and walking up and down the street numerous times we grew so ravenous that we stopped in at the nearest Indian restaurant and quickly ordered off the menu. I had a delicious, delicious chicken tikka masala curry with Garlic Naan while Kate went for the vegetarian curry. It was a very satisfying dinner except for the fact that a couple were fighting at the table next to us for the duration of our meal, slighlty awkward.

Well i'm showered and already in bed with a hot cup of tea about to watch the movie Easy A. Feeling like something light hearted and humorous. Hope you all had great Tuesdays.
Goodnight xx.

Seattle in Snapshots.

On a clear, sunny, winters day, a foreigner to the city takes her camera and captures some of the beauty that is Seattle.

The Pike Place Public Market, perhaps one of the most iconic places in downtown Seattle.

The waterfront. The water sparkled like millions of diamonds as a lonely cargo ship fleeted across the calm surface.

Late afternoon in Belltown, the last moments of the winter sun before it hides it's face for the night.

From 280 metres up in the sky on a clear day i felt like i was in paradise. On every side Seattle is surrounded by beautiful mountains covered in snow, here we can see the Olympic ranges.

A kind American man offered to take my picture in front of the water. Wearing my new favourite cape, black skinny leg jeans, black chucks, and grey gloves. Winter makes fashion easy.



Diana F+ Dreamer.

Today i brought a new camera, a Diana F+ Dreamer. I have had my eye on this little beauty from the moment i got to Seattle and so today i thought oh heck i'll buy it. It is plastic, light, mint green and totally cute. After spending about half an hour just trying to thread the film in through manually i am ready to begin my very own Diana adventure. The quest for dreamy, slightly unfocused photography has started. I'm going to adventure around some parts of Seattle tomorrow to see what i can come up with. Wish me luck.