After taking approximately one gazillion photos of our faces from the Tung's apartment to Midway,
I hopped on a plane and went clear across the map
for a fun Seattle weekend.
I am a part of the JetSet guild.
It includes eating conveyor belt sushi
going to arcades
touring the town
(Seattle offers various complimentary gums conveniently pre-chewed and placed on one central wall)
whoops! Got some on the jacket!
and trying french macaroons,
which I have been dying to try forever.
They were gwooood.
Now, after all that spring break,
I need to study monogamy in voles.