Midnight Rain to Georgia

The post title was dreamed up by Libby Weber on Facebook - it was so good I couldn't resist stealing it. I took the red-eye flight last Thursday to Atlanta, returning at 1 am on Monday, and the rain poured incessantly all weekend, while I'm told it was glorious back in Seattle.

On Thursday I hopped on a bus to go downtown at lunchtime to buy a bouquet of spring flowers at Pike Place Market to take to Atlanta as a gift for the hostess.  To my delight the flowers made it all the way through airport security, I found a space for them in the overhead locker on the plane despite a full flight, and they arrived fresh and fragrant on Friday morning and were still looking good on Sunday. A bit like me (hah!).  There are some great ethnic eateries at the market and I bought myself a piroshky (Russian potato and mushroom snack pie) for lunch - delicious Russian comfort food! There is a Turkish cafe a few doors down that i plan to try next time.  I managed to get downtown and back by bus, stop in at the apartment to eat my piroshky and was back at my desk in under an hour. Not bad!

I plucked up the courage to try taking an Uber taxi for the first time to the airport, which worked as efficiently as a Swiss clock and worked out at almost half the price of the taxi back. As we crested the I-5 freeway, Mount Rainier rose like a vast moons in the south in the clear twilight sky. I was so excited to glimpse the sleeping giant at last after three weeks of searching for it on the horizon.  It is just as impressive a sight as they say.