A Travel Diary, Day 1-arrival  

rm_songbird5419 62F
301 posts
9/13/2005 12:48 pm

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A Travel Diary, Day 1-arrival

August 31
I was taken to Logan Airport by my wonderful neighbor, who also agreed to watch after Mr. Peabody, my beautiful feline companion. After having my Zippo removed from my purse by the TSA and going through the aggravation of mailing it back to myself, (which I didn't mind, since it was a gift from my former boss) I finally got on the airplane. I was very impressed with Amercia West, since, like Southwest Airlines, they always pull out on time AND give assigned seating (unlike Southwest). After having gotten NO sleep (yes, I was way too hyper to sleep Tuesday night!) I finally crashed once the plane was in the air. The layover in Vegas was soooo long. The flight from Vegas to Seattle also pulled out on time and I was able to snooze a bit more on that leg of the trip. We landed a little late due to a long queue on the taxiing end of the takeoff coming out of Las Vegas. I had already planned a short "restoration" stop in the ladies' room and wasn't about to change that plan after having been on an airplane for the better part of the day! Knowing Rick as I already did, I knew he'd be right on time or early but wasn't about to meet him for the first time looking so travel-weary! I made my way to baggage claim, where we had agreed to meet and just as I arrived, looking all over for him, there he came down the escalator. I was greeted with a BIG hug and he was impressed that I'd come with only one bag!! lol (so was I ) We headed home through rush hour traffic, since the airport is on the south side of Seattle and Edmonds, Rick's town, is on the north side. We were fortunate to be able to use the HOV lane since there were 2 of us in the car. We finally got home and what an interesting place it is! His house is part log cabin, with a later, more modern addition of a modern kitchen and the master suite and a lovely sitting room on the second floor. He is an artist (his avocation) and works in pastels. His art is all over his house, along with many photos of his 2 boys and his parents. The photo with this blog is me (duh) on his patio, which is where we spent a large part of that evening. We sat and talked and talked and talked, getting to know each other up close and personal. He's exactly like he was online and on the phone: a real person with all his warts right out front and not a spec of bullshit!!! He grilled some Alaskan salmon, which he'd marinated in a lovely teriyaki that he made himself, and served me dinner in his lovely, rustic dining room. (Did I remember to say that this man CAN cook? OMG can he cook!!! ) Salmon, sauteed veggies, some wonderful bread w/ pesto (pesto was homemade) he'd blackened under the broiler and a lovely bottle of wine. I heard stories of his younger days and of his children, both of whom he raised since their mother kinda abdicated those duties. What a wonderful first evening in Seattle!! More later...my fingers are TIRED!

If you are strong and push through the pain and the fear, you often find that happiness is waiting for you on the other side.

sex4fun1950 66M
182 posts
9/16/2005 12:10 pm

I'm glad he had he same personality in person as on-line, and didn't disappoint!

Duh, I did guess the photo contained a picture of you, by his place; thanks for the confirmation that my upper brain still functions.

ohboy48 67M  
95 posts
9/13/2005 10:29 pm

Great start. Rest those fingers and let us know the rest when you can.

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