TERRIBLE HIPSTER TRIP, PART 7: WASHINGTON, SEATTLE, & ALL OF THAT

Go to bed in jeans, wake up in yesterday's clothes. Slightly dizzy, slightly ill, hazy in mind and soul. You remember the smells, though. The rough, unearthed odor of rural Washington. Stable-like. The hotel is an oddity, too. Some retro fitting in a Shakespearean-themed town. NO VACANCY, its neon alphabet declares.

Smoke twists into the night, as do our inhibitions. We tap into red wine. Compare photos.

In daylight, my head aches with a foggy remembrance. I feel off, displaced. I pair myself with our accommodations, which feel a little neglected, mostly quirky. Cement blocks and living room furniture. A couch, a cracked sidewalk, a camper parked in the lot. More than a flea bag motel, I assume. I'm intrigued, as always. Drawn to the obscure and the dilapidated, the overlooked and odd. Pictures. I want them. To see. To remember. To prove. But it's more than this hotel room--one that hasn't been redecorated since the 1970s--that needs documented.









Catch up with the rest of the trip:
Part 1: Henry Doorly Zoo
Part 2: The Badlands, Feat. Kitschy South Dakota
Part 3: On the Way to Billings
Part 4: The Tetons

4 comments:

  1. Ah so strange to see places I have visited through someone elses eyes! Isn’t Seattle just beautiful?

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  2. Wow beautiful photos!
    xx

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  3. absolutely love these photos.
    old but old

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    1. Thank you! I would absolutely love to go back.

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