roadrunnertwice: Me looking up at the camera, wearing big headphones and a striped shirt. (Vast and solemn spaces)
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Back in my apartment, and it feels pretty good. I think this may have been the first time I've broken this place in as "home." You know, the "I've just traveled 1300 miles, and can't wait to get some sleep in my own bed" effect. Having it be the endpoint of some epic journey, instead of the midpoint.

Anyway. I did manage to make the number 2 (second-to-last run of the day, hot damn), so I didn't have to ride to downtown and then either walk ten blocks or try some funny tricks with the 18. Once I got back, I dropped my stuff, repacked the little bag, and set out as a man on a mission—it was 1:30 AM, my last real meal had been half a spinach-feta turnover and some fruit at around noon PDT, and I was going to get myself a tempeh Reuben from the Hard Times Café. (First had to deposit a check at the downtown ATMs and withdraw some cash.) I ALSO would have really appreciated a beer or two, but it was pretty much last call by the time I reached the ATM, and I didn't really want to drink before eating, so no dice. Oh well.

So yeah, I had a kickass and thoroughly Twin Cities meal, and am now about ready to pass out on my keyboard. Massive thanks to everyone for making my visit back to the PNW an amazing one.