Futbol (Soccer to most Americans) may be the world’s most popular sport and a secondary, or even tertiary sport in the United States, but Seattle defies that way of thinking. The Seattle Sounders FC regularly outdraws the Seattle Mariners baseball team even though baseball is supposed to be America’s pastime. ( Sounders 2014 average attendance: 43,734; Seattle Mariners average attendance: 25, 485).
In contrast, James and I attended a futbol game in Shanghai, this summer, and the attendance at the Shanghai Dongya F.C. match couldn’t have been more than 3,000 fans.
The air, water and sunsets are very different here in Seattle than they were in Shanghai. The air is fresh and is filled with the smell of the sea and the sun throws of the most vibrant pinks and oranges imaginable, not once or twice a year, like I experienced in Shanghai, but on most any day that isn’t raining.
The more things change, the more they stay the same. After a little more than 13 months living in Shanghai, China, we are now back in the United States, housed in a comfortable, two-bedroom apartment in our old Seattle neighborhood. It’s a temporary apartment while we search for more permanent quarters (rents have gone up while we were away!) Thoraxis is acclimating to his new country, but seems confused by carpeting; after spending his entire short life living on marble & wood floors, he thinks a carpet is just a large puppy pee pad. My work continues. But it’s good to be back in the states. James came over this afternoon for lunch, we walked to the Pike Street Market for fresh flowers, I haven’t drank water out of a plastic bottle since Friday, and despite the low clouds and rain I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles.
Last week I drove by this site and there was a youth lacrosse team playing in the field, cars were parked in the parking lot and the building, a school, was standing. Last night, this is all that was left. America’s love affair with building and tearing down continues.
All the girls and boys
Makin’ all that noise
‘Cause they found new toys
Well we can’t salute ya can’t find a flag
If that don’t suit ya that’s a drag
School’s out for summer
School’s out forever
School’s been blown to pieces” —
School’s Out, Alice Cooper, 1972
— in Boise, ID.