I'll say this and say nothing more:
Think of what you're proud of: something that you've accomplished yourself or something that was handed to you.
That itself shall tell you the kind of person you are.
ark
A dog chasing its trail. A snake biting its tail. A snail.
I'll say this and say nothing more:
Think of what you're proud of: something that you've accomplished yourself or something that was handed to you.
That itself shall tell you the kind of person you are.
ark
(A public-transport and budget-travel enthusiast's guide to international travel.)
Why?: Flights to/from Seattle-Tacoma are usually cheaper than those to/from Vancouver. The train journeys Vancouver ⇔ Seattle-Tacoma take about 5 hours one-way and are not too bad.
Top level itinerary: Somewhere in Vancouver ⇒ Pacific Central Station, Vancouver ⇒ King Street Station, Seattle ═walk⇒ Int'l District/Chinatown Metro Station, Seattle ⇒ Seattle-Tacoma Intl. Airport.
Travel date: December 2022.
Papers needed: Passport, Visa/eTA for Canada, Visa/ESTA for USA.
Rough budget: US$40 one way Pacific Central Station, Vancouver ⇒ King Street Station with Amtrak + US$3 Metro Int'l District/Chinatown Station ⇒ Seattle-Tacoma Airport.
Getting to Pacific Central Station: The closest station to Pacific Central Station via TransLink (Vancouver's metro train) is Main Street-Science World. However, there is no direct walking connection between the TransLink station and Pacific Central Station. One has to get out of Main Street-Science World station, cross the Main Street and walk about 200 meters to Pacific Central Station, which has to be taken into consideration when travelling with check-in luggage.
At the Pacific Central Station: It's best to be about 1.5 hours ahead of the travel time. There's usually a long-ish queue and passport + customs pre-clearance before boarding. You will drag your check-in luggage with you throughout.
Luggage check-in option for the train only: Amtrak offers a luggage check-in for train passengers, who can leave the luggage at Pacific Central Station and collect it at King Street Station. This is optional; one can also carry their check-in luggage with them and place them in the ample luggage space in each train compartment. I checked in my luggage and received it problem-free at King Street station on a carousel similar to airports, for which the wait time was about 10 mins.
In the train + border crossing: Seats are very comfortable and US American co-passengers, if you have one, being the friendly lot, will keep you very good company if you're up for it. At Peace Arch, border guards will get in and check your passport. This is painless. However, note that the on-board restaurant will stop serving around 30 mins prior to border crossing and will continue only after the border crossing. The on-board restaurant choices are limited and the food is just okay.
Getting off at King Street Station: If you have checked-in your luggage for the train, you'll receive it back at the station on the carousel. King Street station is in the middle of "nowhere." (see Uber note below).
Getting to the Seattle Metro Station: The closest metro station to King Street Station is Int'l District/Chinatown. Take either (a) the stairs or (b) the lift to St Jackson St and take the turn into 5th Avenue, see Google Maps for alternative routes, especially the one where you can cross the 4th Ave and get to the back entrance of Int'l District/Chinatown. Either way it's a 200 meters walk.
Tickets + Getting to Seattle-Tacoma Airport: Tickets (to SeaTac/Airport Station direction Angle Lake) can be bought at automatic vending machines for US$3, which can be paid via Credit Card. I did not explore online tickets, although this was indicated as a possibility. Do not expect the best cleanliness and facilities at the station or within the metro trains, however, they are, however, functional. I travelled at around 10 pm; there were about 2 co-passengers in the compartment, one of which was moaning loudly all through! I did not feel unsafe only slightly irked.
Getting off the SeaTac/Airport Station: Getting off the metro and going to the terminals is very straightforward and is a 100 meter walk. One just needs to follow the signs.
Note: Uber-estimated "nominal" fare from King Street Station to Seattle Tacoma Airport is about US$40-50. The fare varies considerably depending on the demand.
It's common to have one's chocolate eating habits criticised: What you're eating is not smooth enough, not dark enough, not fair enough, and so on. The burden placed by the society upon the humble cocoa bean is immense. Anyway, being an avid chocolate connoisseur myself, I've received my fair share of such criticism and unsolicited "advice."
Since forever, I've stuck to my childhood ideology that one does not question the nutritional content of what one enjoys. Undoubtedly, an excellent policy to follow. For years, I've enjoyed a creamy bar of full milk chocolate without question.
So, what changed?
Recently, I was hit on my head with a rather large brick -- or so I believe. Or, my brain structure has got a lot smoother lately. An inconspicuous concussion, perhaps? Perhaps. The thing is, I've started paying attention to the ingredients list even for food I enjoy. Heresy, you say? Aging, I say.
It turns out that on this God's green earth, things that are healthful undoubtedly taste bad. So, without exception, this healthier version of chocolate, called the "dark chocolate," tastes nothing like wholesome goodness of milk chocolate and feels more like eating bitter cardboard. The rich, sugary creaminess is surely missing. But, dark chocolates -- at least the good ones they say -- boast of fewer ingredients and no additives: Cocoa, cocoa butter, sugar -- just the bare minimum. A long list is Ok, if the things on the list are necessary ingredients. But, I just don't want to be cheated by substitutes and chemical processing to reduce costs.
Having eaten several decades of full milk chocolates, I said to myself: No harm in feasting on this chewy cardboard out for a while. Maybe, given my concussion, I'll even find a liking.
So, my friends, that's how my journey to the dark side began. It just began a few days ago, though. So, like everything else, I'll throw it at the wall. Let's see if this sticks or drops.
ark
If this story appears weird and abrupt that's because it's based on a recurring dream I had.
Had someone been frozen in time from the 21st century and woken up today, hardly would they believe that this is Earth. A huge ominous sphere hangs in the sky. Every 15 minutes an intense flash emanates from it. If you're exposed to the flashes, nothing will seem to happen, but you will bleed to death within a day. So, everyone scrambles to take cover within thick concrete shelters. Life moves 15 minutes at a time here.
As if this were not enough, there is another looming threat: vectors. Nobody is sure how these small black, square patches on the ground came about or how they move around. There is not even a single person who can recount an attack. All those found with vectors stuck on their bodies were already dead.
Strangely, vectors do not seem to attack old men. Many over 60 were not harmed and nobody over 70 was ever attacked. They do not seem to attack menfolk either unless provoked. But with womenfolk, it is an entirely different story. Nearly all the dead are women. For their own safety, they have been moved to an enclosure in the middle of the town. Only men are left here now.
My days are the same: watching out for vectors, foraging food, and hiding from the flashes. A few of my friends calculated the timing wrong and are dead now. It is too much for a young boy like me. Anyway, I collect food and then visit my uncle. We eat together. He is over 70 so he has one less thing to worry about. He once told me a story about how he single-handedly drove away vectors from his backyard. I want to believe him. He is a good man.
The end.
I'll say this and say nothing more: Think of what you're proud of: something that you've accomplished yourself or something that...