Seeing Seattle and Sleeping
Two weeks prior to my trip to Seattle, I was in New Orleans and
stayed over for the weekend. As I'll mention in an upcoming blog post, that hotel room was
particularly nice, and I kept the room over my weekend personal trip.
In Seattle, I stayed in another
lovely hotel during the time of a conference. I decided I would like to stay over that weekend too, but after finding that all the
hotels were very expensive, as were the Air B&B's, I decided to do
something that I had only read about on all the travel blogs: stay in a hostel.
The Green Tortise popped
immediately with good online reviews, and the location couldn't be beat: kitty-corner
to the Pike Place Market! The only other component that was better was the
price. For two nights, I spent exactly $83.00 USD. For two nights, plus a locker
rental. Compared to the $285.00 a night I was finding in the city center, I think
that was a screamin' deal.
I left the fancy Sheraton and
walked with my roller bag down the hill. The weather seemed to change as I
walked...it got a bit windier, cooler, and blossoms from a spring blooming tree swirled around me.
I
had arrived at the hostel, or had I? I couldn't find it. After a quick chat
with a clerk in the storefront, I learned the hostel was right there but
upstairs. And so I got my first taste of non-hotel travel. Stairs, lots of
them, and no porter there to help.
Blossoms abound |
I consider myself to be pretty
self-sufficient when I travel, but it was a reminder of how this was going to
be different. I wished I had my Tortuga backpack as I lugged my roller bag and soft
bag up two flights of stairs. When I checked in, I was conspicuously older than
everyone I saw (at that point), but I didn't mind and no one else seemed to either. The guy who checked me in
asked if I were an academic (I was in my conference outfit). I told him that he
was close - I did work on behalf of a university.
After checking in and renting a
lock to secure my luggage, the front desk worker guided me up another couple of
flights of stairs to a dorm wing. It was older but nice. The room was for women
only, and had three bunks, so six twin beds total. Happily, I had a lower bunk.
The other bunks were high up, and I realized with a start that I was not too
keen on taking an upper bunk, although that had always been my kind of spot. The
reason was being older and not wanting to climb up and down, and then I felt a
bit embarrassed thinking that way. I'm going to have to sit with that one for a
bit...am I really past the upper bunk (i.e. too old?!)
Complete with curtains and a fan inside! |
To be continued....
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