History of the Dolphin: Part 1

Some of you may know that I am moving into a new apartment, like, right now. For those of you who don't know, the building is called the Dolphin Manor. Also, for those of you who don't know, a dolphin is a smart, aerodynamic and graceful creature, not unlike myself.

Let's take a look, shall we? We'll start in the living room.



This room contains actual mountain views, as well as a skyline vista. Also included in the suite is a small nook outside the kitchen. The entry hall is a bit skinny, but you have to keep in mind that not everything can be perfect.

The bedroom.





How decadent that one of your age and status would have separate spaces for both living and sleeping! I cannot disagree. You must remember, however, the first apartment I looked at was a dirty studio and cost around 50 dollars less per month, so I don't feel that extravagant. Moving on.



I am officially back to the realm of the tiny kitchen. Those of you who were aware of my place in Madison were probably acquainted with the fact that it was the smallest kitchen in world history. This one is better, but let's just say that Paula Deen and Captain Michael probably won't be cooking in there together any time soon. "Ain't too much room in theeere, ya'll. We better take our hootenanny outside to the barbecue."





Oh man! And a view? God, I know. If you ignore the power lines, there are actually some mountains back there. Speaking of power lines, the pigeons that were perched on them last evening were quite menacing. I rather think they were putting on a show of aggression for me standing outside. They would fly right towards my balcony, hover, and then turn around to fly back to the lines. I give it about 48 hours before one comes in and tries to eat my dinner.

I was wondering why there would be so many pigeons just hanging around in a dirty alley (besides their general rat-like nature) and it turns out some lousy neighbor of mine, or alley dweller, is feeding them each evening. Gross, dude. They're pigeons. Unless they are delivering messages across enemy lines, there is no need to attempt domestication. Adopt a cat.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to our little family thing in July, but it will be hard to leave my new home! But, it turns out I'm ridiculously busy these days, so it will be nice to have the (hot and humid) break. I will leave you with a better idea of what the Dolphin looks like now. Further updates will be forthcoming if I decide they are worth it.



Sincerely,
Daniel Hooker
Tenant and all-around cool guy, Dolphin Manor

Stop #8: Seattle, WA

Bet you didn't think we would make it, did you? We were going to stop in Moses Lake, but we got there around 2pm (having anticipated the mountains being more trouble than they were). Instead of taking in the dust and the casinos, we decided to make the haul all the way in, where we're getting Dad in the morning. Hotwire.com did the rest.

Washington got better, by the way.




I don't even have anything clever to say about today because we pretty much drove the entire time, and it was all so breathtaking (before and after the desert, of course). Definitely the best day of driving.

More coming from Vancouver, I suppose. Unless they deny me at the border.

Washington is, well, boring

I definitely thought that all of Washington looked like it does around Seattle, you know, green lush trees, lots of plants. But as soon as we left Idaho we entered Arizona. Seriously, Washington?




But, there are these awesome mini-tornadoes everywhere. You can't really tell from the blurry pictures, but they are these spinning columns of dust in the middle of the fields. You can see them all around across the landscape. Whats up with this stuff?




It is also hot. Dig the makeshift sun shield.

Stop #7: Coeur d'Alene, ID

Not in Idaho for long, but you know, it seemed like a nice place. Paradise, really.



LOL but seriously folks, anyone know what Coeur d'Alene means? (I'm looking at you French sympathizers out there.) Nice lake, anyway, but "lake" in Freedom is "Lac", I know that.

Through the mountains

We just made it out of Idaho... we're in Spokane so I've got some cell service, but low battery. Lots of fun squirreling through the trees.




Pictures of Coeur d'Alene later.

Stop #6: Butte, Montana

There is only one thing to say about Butte. The hotel came with an included prayer.



"We are all travelers." Word up.

Montana, the state

...you're in Montana.

To whom it may concern: it is way better to drive across Montana than all of you told me. The landscape is actually pretty nice.




Plus, the signs here are really entertaining. I even missed the shot of "Whoopup Road."





We wondered for a while why all the employees at McDonalds in Bozeman were eastern european. The next exit explained everything:



And, in the interest of full disclosure, "Butte" looks so much like "butt" that I (only half-)smiled every time it was on a sign.