This isn't goodbye...

Yesterday Melanie, Matt, his parents and I ended up taking a trip to "The Emerald City" ( otherwise known as Seattle.) When I first saw the city, the skyline looked foggy. It matched my mood because the caffine from my morning coffee still hadn't kicked in and I knew after today I would be back in Yakima . After finding parking we went to the Gold Rush museum. There they had a wheel you could spin to show how hard it was to find gold or strike it rich on the Yukon trail. I spun it three times and I didn't even strike gold. Matt spun it once and he struck gold- lucky Jew. After that, we went to the fire fighter museum. There I couldn't help but wonder about how strong and quick the horses that drove the old firetrucks where. Then we went to the Queen of Seattle to take a two hour tour on Lake Union. I have to admit I liked just sitting on the dock waiting to get on the boat and reading "Dear John." I know it's proably a little cheesy of me to be reading a romance novel.
But after watching the movie I figured I should proably read the book. During the tour I found I loved the wind in my face and the fact that the sun decided to come out. I felt more rejuvinated and recharged then I had in a while. I didn't even care that I missed the "Sleepless" boathouse.
After the tour, we went to Ivars for fish and chips. After Ivars we ended up looking at Ye Old Curiosity Shop and taking another boat tour. This time we went on a one hour cruise on Argosy cruises. As I saw the sun start to set on the Seattle skyline, I was half tempted to become a westsider permenantly. After the boatride we went to Starbucks. There I told Matt "remember Starbucks is where we met after we got assigned to work together on newspaper staff."
It made me realize that friendships can introduce you to new things like Judaism, take you places you've never been before ,like a boat tour and sometimes take you back to someplace you've been before, like Starbucks. At midnight I finally got back to my place in Yakima. There Matt told me "this isn't goodbye, it's see you later." All I can say is it better not be goodbye. After all, I need someone to take pictures of good looking men in speedos down in Hawaii since I'm not down there. Plus, I know he willingly went to a Britney Spears concert.