So after visiting my parents tonight, and talking in general about travel, I started to feel really sentimental and think about the different homes I've lived in. I posted a few pics of these places.
The first is a map shot of where I lived for nine months as a baby. The little town of Tenakee Springs, population 105. Somewhere, I have a pic of my actual home, but I'll have to dig it out and scan it. A Philipino lady named Rosie still plays favorites at her diner, which is the only one in town. There is also a hot spring (hence the name) which serves as the gossip center for it's citizens.
The second was my childhood home on Rucker Hill in Everett, WA. Built in 1915; it recently won the city's Monte Cristo Award for historic preservation. From our deck, my dad and I would watch the U.S.S. Nimitz return to the Navy Base in Port Gardener (below) after its various duties during Desert Storm. Apparently, the famous Gypsy Rose Hill danced on the hard wood floors in the basement.
The third is where I lived for nine months in Seville, Spain. It is in the very old historic core of the city, and my guess is it was built in the 17th or 18th century. I am emailing my roommate to see if he remembers. My home was on the right and it is actually two homes combined. It was truly mansion-like with a separate wing for my roommate and I. It had three beautiful courtyards inside.
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