Ketchikan, Day 7

To begin with, my feelings towards modern transportation swing between love and hate. It's delightful when you're going to see people because you just hop on a plane and a few short hours later, there you be, with whoever the wonderful person is you're going to go see! But that process is too easily reversed and I find myself back in Washington, away from the Cronks and Ketchikan. :( I got used to Ketchikan, and now that I'm back in the dorm...it's just disheartening.

This morning, well, you got part of this morning in the last blog, so I'll skip ahead in the day. The weather was very foggy, rainy, overcast, and wonderfully glum. It was very fitting weather for today. If it had been sunny, there would've been false uplifted spirits. And I finished watching House of Flying Daggers today. It is an incredibly beautiful, colorful movie. It's a gorgeous film, intense plot, wonderful setting. It probably wasn't the best film to watch today as it had a tragic ending, but it was also somewhat fitting. In retrospect, I probably should have watched something with Hilary Duff in it instead. Happy go lucky goodness might have resulted in an elevated, less melancholy mood.

I watched the movie after I finished packing, which I did while I was the only person in the house. Everyone else was at work, so I had time to think and chill. A big part of me went through anxiety mode because I couldn't shake it from my head that I would be leaving in the evening. I think the only thing that kept me from crying--so far--is that Tyler will be coming back in three weeks and life will continue. Plus, I'll be really busy up through then, so the time will really fly. But I digress.

Princess came back earlier in the afternoon, followed by Les and then Tyler who smelled of fish, but it was a good smell. (Okay, no matter what he smelled like, I would've said the same thing. I love him. I can't really help the swoonage.) I tried printing out my boarding pass only to get a page that said the reservation had been manually canceled. (Say what?) Ty suggested I give the info to his dad who promptly figured it out--I just had to check in at the gate. No biggie.

Dinner was venison and baked potato goodness. Mmm. It's been a long time since I've eaten meat that didn't come from a farm. Yum yum yum. :) (Happy tummy!) Dinner sparked the question of what all I had eaten in Africa. I gave the list which elicited various responses. Mostly how could I eat zebra since they're like horses. Okay, so when I first tried it, I had a hard time getting my mind past the similarity, but they taste just like antelope... :)

I said my goodbyes a little after dinner. It was kind of surreal that the week was already over and that in a few short hours I'd be back in Seattle. I'm going to miss my new family. Heck, I already do. (Drat that stupid lump in my throat. No tears. Strong like a rock...okay, I don't know why I'm fighting the emotions. I miss them. And the kitties.) Tyler drove me to the airport--we took the ferry over, cuz, well, other than swimming, it's the only way to the airport. We had some time after I checked in to sit and talk before the flight left. (I think I was the only person who got on the flight, to be honest...) I kept trying to get Tyler to sing to me, but no such luck. He's a stubborn one, he is; but that's really a good trait, in my opinion.

Anyhow, boring flight. Nothing too eventful. I got back to Seattle in one piece. I am annoyed by stupid people in airports, however. When it says don't park in the loading zones, I think they mean not to park. But apparently, people are still dumb and will ignore the rules of the airport. Plus, there were a lot of sleazy guys in the airport that kept looking at me. That REALLY made me miss Tyler because he's anything BUT sleazy, and I miss how he looks at me--with respect and love.

Well, this one is sleepy and her thoughts are no longer coherent. So I'm going to bed.