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3.) I was practically awarded a medal of honor for obeying the law by a pedestrian who waved, smiled, and mouthed "thank you" when I stopped at a clearly-marked crosswalk with flashing yellow lights.
Okay, maybe I disproved my own point. I'm glad that every day in Seattle isn't a Darwinian struggle. But I admit it - I miss the adrenaline rush from being a part of the implicit "Who's the most badass New Yorker?" competition and that weirdly familiar banter that leaves you with a smile on your face thinking, "I feel like I've known this person for years."


