OK, now that I have left Seattle I can write a bit about it. I also think it’s about time I added some more photos to the posts I make. Just to brighten it up a bit! So anyway, along with what i did…..
All kicked off when I arrived in Seattle and just hopped on a bus downtown. I arrived downtown and walked a bit to find the HI hostel. Little did I know that this was the ONLY hostel in Seattle. Can you bee-lee dat? I was forced to go to a hostel/ranch on one of Seattle’s many islands. Vashon Island. Made my way to the ferry and across. All patrons have to HITCH A LIFT about 4-6 miles to the hostel. The roads are not lit and the place is the scene of a horror movie. lucky me hitched a lift off a little old lady. A little crazy but nice.
When I arrived, as I mentioned already, the hostel is a ranch. As you can see by the photos, it’s an actual ranch. The dorms and common room are in a converted barn. It’s actually really cool. Met some really nice people here. Most people seem to be travelling alone, so that’s cool. Got free food and the campfire was blazing (And a stinky). Read the full story
For those of you who still read this, i.e, Me, Sinead and Jennifer, the answer is indeed…. I’m driving down the 101! More updates and PHOTOS when it’s complete! Man this rocks. So glad I’m driving (Yes, actually driving) DOWN the 101 rather than up like everyone else. No-one down in the Sunny Dee will get to experience this driving UP to San Fran.
OK, so after getting jealous of everyone else going on their road trip without me (Because I went with Sarah) I decided to do a random one of my own. Right now, I’m in the home of grunge. Seattle. It is a REALLY beautiful city. Like Dublin on Acid. Lots of it.
Arrived here and found out there is only ONE hostel in the whole city. And guess what? It’s been booked out since March. So I had to find somewhere else. The HI guy told me there was one on Vashon island. So away I went. Got the ferry over and realized that there was no taxi or bus on the island. I had no choice but to hitch hike. A little old lady (A bit weird) picked me up. She was terrible friendly and only too helpful. She dropped me off at my….”Hostel”.
The best way to describe this place is a mix of a wild west film set and a dwelling. I am literally staying in a barn. A REAL barn. It’s really cool though. Lots of dorm beds and lots of other lost souls who didn’t think to book 5 months ahead! The temp here is a LOT cooler than San Diego and at night it’s freezing which made for the most comfy sleep EVER! Read the full story