Some generous and fancy friends came to Seattle, so there's been some lovely, rich food lately. There was also a parade on the other night, and we all found ourselves caught in the festering crowd that lined the streets. Something weird and charming about this place is that it's a fairly big city, but we are not a classy looking bunch of people. Even the rich people look pretty slouchy when it comes to clothes, and then you have the rest of us: strictly sweatshirts and jeans. We look like small town people, even though we're in this quasi-glamorous harbor town. Anyway, at least it's a classy smelling city. True, no roasting nuts like in New York, but we do have sophisticated espresso smells, perfume cannons tumbling like feathers out of the clothing stores, and the aroma of street filth, which is oddly necessary.
I haven't done much since my return, other than rehearse for the small chapel concert (Claustrophilia!) in September. It's gonna be off the hook.
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