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elfsWhile I was waiting in line for some ride, I struck up a conversation with another fellow. It turned out he was from Brisbane, Australia. He asked me where I was from and I said, "Seattle, Washington."
"Oh, Seattle. Is it really as bad as they say? It rains all the time?"
"Yes and no. We have gorgeous summers. Four months of the year, the weather is absolutely perfect. Around late September, though, the grey lid clamps down and for eight months it really is that bad. Constant drizzle, chill, barely any snow, and no sun at all."
"Really?"
"Let's put it this way," I said. "Seattle summers lie to you about our city's livability. All of the people who move from a sunny place, like LA, to Seattle, in May... of all of those, one in eleven commits suicide before winter ends."
He seemed to believe me. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.
"Oh, Seattle. Is it really as bad as they say? It rains all the time?"
"Yes and no. We have gorgeous summers. Four months of the year, the weather is absolutely perfect. Around late September, though, the grey lid clamps down and for eight months it really is that bad. Constant drizzle, chill, barely any snow, and no sun at all."
"Really?"
"Let's put it this way," I said. "Seattle summers lie to you about our city's livability. All of the people who move from a sunny place, like LA, to Seattle, in May... of all of those, one in eleven commits suicide before winter ends."
He seemed to believe me. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.
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Date: 2011-05-27 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-05-27 08:26 am (UTC)