Well, I'm on the bus. If I forgot anything, there's nothing I can do about it now. Let's see if I can relax.
Made to the hotel with a few minutes to spare. 4 blocks is a hell of a lot longer when you're carrying luggage. I'm all sweaty now but at least I'm not about to be stuck on a plane for the next 15 or so hours. Oh, wait.
Seattle is beautiful at this time of night. Everything's lit up and the highways are empty. I'm usually in the driver's seat along this stretch of highway so I never really get a chance to enjoy the view.
The airport shuttle has a GPS system and, while it's pretty top-of-the-line for America, it would have seemed dated in Japan when I first arrived back in 2003. I'm curious to see how much more advanced things have become in Japan since I left.
Boeing is pretty cool at this hour, too.
It's strange. I ate most of the stuff in my fridge but I had some sour cream left and I couldn't bring myself to throw it out. It was still good. Never mind that when I get back in a month, it won't be anymore. I just couldn't throw out good sour cream. Is that weird?
It just hit me how exhausted I am.
While I obviously didn't get everything done that I wanted to do before this trip (who needed a third column anyway?) and while I didn't really have a chance to admit it to myself, I achieved an epic amount of stuff this past month.
Looks like the light rail station by the airport is nearly finished. Which reminds me, I get to ride on an actual subway again soon.