it's official

i'm taking off to seattle next week. this place is a clusterfuck, i don't mind working hard but i need structure. everyday we are short staffed and it's like walking into a minefield, we comp at least 5 meals a day here which is horrible. ben and i are taking the ferry to whittier, hitchhiking to anchorage and taking a flight to seattle where we will meet up with bryan who was a fisherman up here. i have 2 days off starting tomorrow so i'll be pushing resumes for work in an either a restaurant or construction.
whittier by the way is a strange ass town. it's basically an abandoned military base. the whole city is one building where people live, shop, eat, and work. it's straight up weird. the locals here call whittier people, "the mole people" cause it rains so much they never really go outside. imagine a really long low structured building like a motel, in the middle of nowhere, on the bay surrounded by wilderness. it reminds me of some futuristic post-nuclear society, like the fucking cast for LOST. just plain weird.
but this change will be good. i'll be making more money, living for free, plus i'll finally be back in a city with a pulse. a city with music, a nightlife, a city with the cha cha.
i'm not hating on alaska, i will definitely be back in cordova in may to continue my fishing career, this has been a great introductory year for that. for now, it's seattle, to stay focused and on track for my big trip to europe.