So the flight to
seattle was significantly less comformatable then the international
flight due to it being a domestic flight and me travelling in economy
as apposed to premium economy. As I was on the window seat with two
seats next to me (equals no chance of getting out without a good
cause) and had nothing to do, I found it less objectional to talk to
the person next to me. I met a person called Kelly Walshe. She was\is
a dance teacher that owns her own dance studio which caters for all
ages. Though because I am not very good at small talk the
conversation did tend more towards my internship at microsoft.
Moving on, seattle
airport is wierd. Instead of connecting terminals with walkways they
had an underground train. The taxi trip from the airport to the
apartment was a little annoying. Firstly the sheet of paper told me
to go to a location in the city to pick up the keys, which I didn't
need to do. Secodly I forgot to ask for a receipt from the taxi
driver, which means no reimbursement. Yay.
The apartment is
small but a group of one doesn't particularly need much space and I
have internet access. Yay!
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