6 hours in the Seattle Airport

My trip to California was quick. 

I don't think I would have minded just one more day to wander in the sunshine and soak up the humid 70 degree weather. I am so in love with the 7:00 hour there. The smell, the sounds, the warmth. 

I happened to be in the same place that my family was stranded in almost 1 year ago as we attempted to fly home on Air Force planes...and failed. Remember this post? Ah, it was a two part post, 

so here is the other one.

The memories from that adventure made my lonely presence bittersweet. 

Truly, I only had 1 day to spend in CA. The other days were spent traveling. 

While on my way  home my connecting flight was delayed 6 hours. 

Ugh. 

Though I must say, of all airports to be stranded in, Seattle's is quite nice. This is how I spent my time:

I bought lip gloss and face shimmer. 

I got a pedicure here:

I desperately wanted to go here:

But my arms were screaming from the vaccinations I received the day before so I opted out. 

*frowny face*

I did some shopping in an eclectic little shop where I spied this book:

I may or may not have opened this up while I thought no one was looking. Just one flash might have made me blush upon which I would quickly put it back in it's place. 

I am the type of person where good food can take me from a bad place to a warm spring day where birds are chirping and angels are singing in the heavens. Sound dramatic? 

What can I say, I'm very dramatic when it comes to food. 

Dear Wolfgang Puck:

This little eatery made my experience in the Seattle Airport a wonderful spring day in which angels were singing. At least in the hour I slowly enjoyed every morsel of your butternut squash soup and BBQ chicken salad. Thank you. 

And lastly I spent my time reading this book:

I'm not finished yet, as my new medication gives me headaches and makes it hard for me to focus. I am 3/4 of the way done and have enjoyed the read. It's easy to understand and paints a realistic picture of the Renaissance time period, a time I've always been fascinated with, but am so grateful not to be a part of.