The first impression I got from Seattle was the oppressive heat and self-confidence of its people. The seateleños, of humble origin and proud, with great fanfare celebrating the feast of its patron saint. Plethoric in their costumes, dancing traditional dance that showed the world the filmmaker Klouss Reverthon 's award-winning film " Three dreams. "Consisted of jumping steps, right leg forward, jump, left leg back, riot, spit into the sky and back again. He was my friend Peter Weerlon which I clarified this point. The bash is launches into the sky in honor of one of the founders of the city Su-Yong, of Chinese origin. asserts the story, the arrival of the three founders of these lands in 1725, Su-Yong made a nasty gesture while announcing that where his prey fall pulmonary build his house, with the bad luck that the small gelatinous forever sank on Lake Concord. This man, besides being one of the founders of the city became the first tramp. The National Park monolith , inscribed on the stone which he recited the phrase to the end of his days: "If underwater I can not build my house, ever have a home" . Once a year, without which the authorities are no restrictions, all the vagrants of the country are concentrated to the monolith to pay homage to the figure of Su-yong.
In seateleños, the smile is a sign of identity, a registration that identifies them, a perpetual feature of the face, whether or not happy. A grimace acquired over time and transmitted from generation to generation. Contagious to the point that if a person from elsewhere is a time to live in Seattle, is noticing every day in the mirror and the smile on the face seal
would like to highlight a building but do not consider it justified because no building is worth. Well maybe ... railway station, from the early twentieth century. But no, better not. Services are disgusting. Let's stay with the best of the city that are their children.
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