Seattle Sudden

After my disappointing day in Redmond, I returned to the hostel to just sit and relax. I haven’t really had a chance to do this since I left on my trip. I went into the common area of the hostel and took a spot on one of the couches and engaged in some people watching. I was then approached by a very strange Chinese guy swilling Kailua strait from the bottle. He was a student at one of the university’s in Seattle that didn’t start for week, so he was living in the hostel till he could move into the dorms. He was studying Cultural Anthropology, and was talking about all kinds of cultures but mostly western European ones. He then asked me to write my name on this piece of newspaper he had scribbled all sorts of messages on. I then had my second most intense déjà vu experience of my trip. Looking down he says “Ah Chereck…..not familiar with it, but its probably Polish or German.” I had to congratulate on his well educated guess. We talked a bit and then he went on a tangent about something that hadn’t crossed my mind since I’ve been west. He told me “Dude, you ever been in an earthquake? I hope you brought your life vest, because the seawall out in the harbor will brake and well all be swimming!” The idea of an earthquake had completely slipped my mind, but now it had taken root.

A few moments later a new character entered the room and sat on the couch across from me munching on some strange leafy Greek delicacy, when he leaned over and offered me one. Since this trip is all about doing things new and against my normal instincts, I excepted his peace offering and tried one, and it wasn’t half bad. We then got to talking, about our respected pasts, and we both asked what we were doing in Seattle. He told me he was with a comedy troop doing, none other then sketch comedy, and they were doing a show in town. So my first question was “are you guys funny?” He laughed this one off and replied with “I hope so.” Then I asked him what he would compare their style to, to which he responded with “well I would hope, or like people to compare us to the Kids in the Hall.” I gave a smug response, “Well that’s a tall order, I mean the Kids in the Hall are the pretty much the best, unless your going the Benny Hill, Monty Python route.”
He then assured me that they were indeed funny and to check out their show the next day. Unfortunately my timing was off and I had my fill of Seattle and wanted to get a move on to the place of my childhood fantasy’s. He then wrote down the website to his comedy troop www.notcomedy.com  and gave it to me. “If anything” he said “Check us out some other time, and if your ever in Sacramento look me up and I’ll buy you a cup of coffee.” So nice, but I’m not sure of his motivations, he seemed a bit festive and if I were to say which Kid he emulated, I would say he was dead on ringer for Scott Thompson.