The Seattle Library looms out over the street. Here, we're standing beneath it.
I was quite taken with the elevators and their riders.
This is the only photograph I made at the library that included books.
One floor has a bunch of meeting rooms. Even the stairs are red, like you're walking into a mouth, and then running around in the veins, like a virus.
In contrast, the top floor was cool and peaceful.
After wandering around the library, we went to see a building that was, for a long time, the second tallest building in the U.S. (2nd to the Empire State). It stands in contrast to the slick, contemporary library.
Only elevators 7 & 8 went to the top floors. I think there were 26?
We met up with Jerritt (from Elko) and his college friends, Ryan and Dotty. Dotty helped with the landscape design at the sculpture park. Ryan and my friend/fellow writer Eric, were roommates in Dublin when they once studied abroad.
Myles and I pretended we wanted a room at the Ace Hotel, just so we could see it. This is the lobby. The rooms were tiny and modern--definitely a rock star hotel.
Jerritt as Burning Man.
Here is where we part...Goodbye Myles and Carey.
We stayed on the sixth floor of the Moore for our final night. The view was a little different.
I met TS and Sloan at All City Coffee for a quick final sip before TS and I caught a bus to the airport.
Oh, beautiful rainy days--how tiresome you must get.
TS bought an eye patch at Archie McPhee's. We tried it out on the plane.
That's Chicago down below, where we felt "real life" rise to greet us.
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