china_town flowerock china_town I felt lost, swallowed by masses of people with different patterned ways, thoughts in a different language, walking to the rhythm of that language. I could not findthe bustop or anyone who understood my words, or had words to offer in a shape I recognized. A tastes of being a foreigner in another country, immersed in a new_to_me culture that I don't know much about, even the writing on the signs and graffiti was in characters I could not read, not even recognizablenough for me to make a guess... language with different roots. I finally found the bus. the_city is waves and puddles of chaos all meshing in torrents and currents of overlapping class culture and content. we are all foreign somewhere, to some others. 140624 ... unhinged here they call it the international district cause its kinda hard to tell where chinatown ends and little saigon begins. or where little seoul turns into little tokyo. one of my favorite parts of any city. she told me she was disappointed when my sister took her to chinatown in cleveland. i told her to come visit me in seattle. 140624 ... flowerock china town in seattle seemed more cozy and less cluttered than here in San Francisco, but here everything seems cluttered and crowded and chaotic. it might get easier to navigate. I am experiencing some culture shock, in the form of various language barriers and norms as well as the pace and population density of a "real city". Tucson where I spent most of my life is slow and spacious... I liked the culture there, mexico felt more welcoming. 140624 ... unhinged i liked tucson. my parents took me there around my birthday like 5+ years ago for the 'meet yourself tucson' (or whatever the fuck it was called) diversity festival. i appreciated being able to eat polish mexican and thai food all in one place. the vegan tamale girl in tucson knew the woman that makes vegan tamales in milwaukee. iguess the vegan tamale community is small... stork_daddy took me to chinatown in sf the first time i ever went...unhinged_in_san_francisco chinatown/id here in seattle is one of the 'bad' neighborhoods here but the city has tried to revitalize it...more cops, less senseless violence. i went to a real chinese tea house, tasted real aged puerh. began my love affair with vietnamese food. went for late night food with my ex. i feel more at home in the id than any other part of seattle. the haggling, the food, the seediness...for once in my life being a minority. and all the shit that goes along with that; chinatown in seattle: theres a reason why you canfind noodle soup all over this city *slurp* 140625 ... unhinged (for almost three years ive worked in a place where i have to help a lot of asians that speak little to no english. a deferrential nod of the head and an authoritative jab of the finger go a long way...) 140625 what's it to you? who go blather from