ruthlessness
Seattle has always been a mythical place for me. In contrast to the generation of My parents, who dreamed of Paris, from Cortazar handles or Rome seen Pasolini's eye angle, I had her in Seattle, a magical island freely and rocking on the waves of the Pacific to the rhythm of the voice of Eddie Vedder. This is what Pearl Jam lead singer, about whom I once joked in an interview with a friend that he is the only guy in the world, for whom I could change the orientation, has meant that when my colleagues in the primary school we begged her to go to Disneyland, I used to collect the ticket on the west coast. Then I did not expect, however, that this turns out to Piggy a pig and filled only after almost twenty lat.Ale not today regret that instead of visiting Donald Duck and Pluto the dog pics hit me, too late because late, but what awaited escapade to the capital of Washington State.
Even through I wondered whether I can smell it even though the climate of the city famous grunge from the early 90's, about whom so much in my life I read and heard. I was curious as to whether to continue playing garage rock in there, if you really walk the streets alone odlotowcy, and that really every step literally stumbles over the stairs from the local pubs live music. However, from the beginning I was aware that two days, which I had to spend there, do not sufficient to meet the souls of the city, so I decided to chill out and treat the visit as a starter, a reconnaissance before the real landings for a while.
Seattle welcomed us (me, Mike and a friend of a few Polish Canadians) according to the autumn forecast, which you yourself would not be ashamed Jarek Kret - drizzle and mist, which settle on half the height of office buildings in Downtown. In this case the use of the term 'skyscrapers' does not make sense, because the clouds were not there you can see, and if someone already scratched someone, it certainly fog skyscrapers and skyscrapers do not fog! One could uprzec, play with words and create the term 'sky-mists' but it would sound if it is not morons!
Seattle are two worlds in a small space, differing from each other actually everything, and separated from each other only dziesieciopasmowa highway - the first is a ruthless capitalism in its purest form, and the other just the opposite, is such an American museum, with small shops, restauracyjkami, where the owner knows the customers by name, old cinemas and bowling alleys. As if the American Uncle Sam stuffed the heaven and hell in one place, because it lacked czyscu of the pool. A comparison is not an abuse of that again, because it's full of bad energy which accumulates at the bottom (Downtown) and mountain (Capitol Hill) represents what is best in Seattle!
So far, I thought that the concept of 'globalization' does not concern me. Of course, I was aware that the world is uniformizuje with McDonald'y everywhere are equally yellow and red, with Coca-Cola has the same sweet taste narkotyczno in the remotest corners of the globe, and eventually he lost already Ligol battles for the title of the most apples on rozchwytywanego for its i-cousin from Cupertino. But still it seemed to me that you may be more than this crazy capitalist race. Only when I saw that even in Seattle, bastion rebellion, the place, which survived in 1999, one of the most violently suppressed anti-globalization demonstration in history, that even here, H & M is a leading fashion brand, 'here' Vansy are also made in China, a Macy's shopping center is no different actually way from the English Corte Ingles or our Arcadia, I realized that probably it was only last Lemkivsky village can give hope to break from the whole of this madness. Lemkivsky village i. .. Capitol Hill!
to Capitol Hill led us to mention this information, the Broadway at the local bowling alley is located belonged to, nomen omen, Eddie Vedder. To get there from Downtown, you have to climb one of two steep streets like a ski slope: Pike and Pine Street, pass the homeless man on the transistor radio to the ear, not to look into the eyes of Negro wygladajacemu grimly at the bus stop, and finally ask for some lokalsa 'Garage'. This is what we called the bowling alley, in which you lost the Mik'em except for two hours, and who, as it turned out, belonged not to my youthful idol. The bartender told me that the hottest rumor in the entire Seattle, and that no one knows who I am dissolved, but that did well because he has thanks to this przynajniej thousand new customers ... He rejoiced, I am less - also because of the fierce nine batches the bowling felt as if I instead of the left thigh had a big stone, and my right elbow appeared to fall out of the hinges and shouted pleadingly for lubrication. I do not know if someone heard him, but the fact is that already the next day elbow-prayer come true. After a night on the outskirts of Phoebe and Bill's friends used to be known in Berlin, on the morning we returned to the city and zapuscilismy in the upper portion of Pine Street, where we found the place quite accidentally, he ate one of the greatest things in my life - olio di oliva ice -cream. Mom, forgive me but this delicacy broke even your famous pasta with sausage ;-) Every lick, every bite of these exceptional ice cream was combined with a sense of euphoria, so much that I felt like crawling Andalusian olive riders olive on the back of a polar bear. The second ball - the flavor of pumpkin pie - meant that I went back to a state of normalcy, and my Bear disappeared as quickly as it appeared ... It was not at all true day of gluttony, because before we came up with a delicious ice cream Thai noodle prepared by a friendly chef from Peru, and moments later a copy of the twenties named Tracy Chapman Norah served us in their cozy crepes flavored with pancakes straight from Buenos Aires, najpyszniejszym caramel in the world - dulce de leche. And that was even nicer Norah graced our desserts with whipped cream and juicy truskawami trap, then told us stories, as studied in Montreal, the film and saw one of the courses unless all Wajda's films ... and Kutz. At the end told us that her biggest dream is to journey to ... Germany, and then said goodbye to us warmly grinning big white teeth, what are we We promise her that for sure yet once you look inside it. During his stay in Seattle even zaliczylismy original Indian medicinal tchai, though not terribly original medicinal porter at the local ebony color and the cheese board for fifteen bucks, which is made up mostly sliced \u200b\u200bapple decorated with several pieces of some terribly tasty kid straight out of Walmart'u . Wonderful culmination of our Great American Saturday morning was Wyzerki Farmers Market Market held in the old harbor area.
place is known mainly for its crew of fishermen, who every morning sell here just caught a huge tuna fish, salmon, and crabs with legs so long that I dare to say with certainly have no equal in the NA meetings underwater athletics. However, the fishermen would not fame comes from their exceptional sporting ability 'charges', but from the fact that by selling your product Niezly doing the show: at the beginning, like anything, just scream praising your product, and after a while start to sing their bluff song the comrades. .. kilkudziesieciocentymetrowymi throwing fish from one booth to another. Stunned tourists have to really watch out, lest they get in some sort of low-flying cymbal mackerel and sardinella another monstrous sizes! But at the Pike Market & First it was also an excellent Italian coffee, pumpkin muffins straight from the oven, olive oil in ten flavors, microscopic wine, fresh cheese, fruit, delicious, hot rod, the world's first Starbucks and a charming street musicians and artists who make art truly circus. I liked the most number of a guy who three rotating hula-hop at a time, jumped on one leg and played the guitar a cool blue-grass, and then they put the same guitar on his head and doing everything that has made even before the harmonica and rattles. Chad!
Throughout this culinary confusion completely forgot, I came to Seattle grunge cheat on climate, which has always been so close to my restless soul ;-) And then, with chocolate (wysmienitym!) cake in one hand and aromatic coffee straight from the ancient machine in the other, suddenly I realized that the real grunge already has, and the only grunge'owcy, where you can meet here is a lost remnants of the Central and Eastern Europe, too late by more than a decade on the unique musical performance, which ended with the departure of Kurt Cobain or Layne Styley 'a. ..
