We spent the morning in Seattle, after dropping Sally off at the depressing Greyhound terminal (travelling Greyhound should be the last resort in the US) we then went on the mission to find Kurt Cobain’s house. Not as easy as it seems, even with 3 addresses, even when you are close by it’s still tricky for out of towners. We eventually found it, and much to the amusement of the locals, we sat on the fence opposite and ate breakfast. Some oldish bloke (in his late 50’s) even drove past slowed down, threw some “goats” out the windown and yelled “Kurt Lives man!”, even better then the bum who cycled past us in Seattle city the day before, again threw some goats and yelled “Sepultura!” while cycling past very past. Bogan Doppler rules.

PIC - Breakfast at Kurt’s

PIC - Kurt’s

Next to the house is a park bench that has been nicknamed the “Kurt Cobain Memorial Bench” and has a whole bunch of signatures and weird stuff written all over it, including strangely, some nazi propaganda. It was quite surreal to be hanging outside his house eating cocopops, we thought that would be the closest we’d “get” to Kurt, we were wrong. (Read on)

PICS - Memorial Bench + House

After stalking a dead man we met up with Kaz, again squeezed 6 into the little MPV and headed back to Olympia. We picked up the PA we were borrowing from Collen’s place. She lives in a community called “Hall of the Woods”, Colleen along with some friends just stumbled upon this old schoolhouse/community hall in the middle of the woods on the outskirts of Olympia. All they found inside was a PA and 30 pairs of rollerskates. They moved in, 6 of them live there and they managed to find the details of the landlord…once moved in they just sent him a letter and told him they would pay $600 a month total, he was sweet. What a score! You have to see this place to believe it. Its huge, they have their own gardens/compost set up, inside its amazing, several lounges, a beautiful rustic kitchen, and they throw rollerskating parties all the time.

Anyway, so we grab the PA and head to Black Front Gallery, where the show is tonight. Onyx of Polka Dot Dot organised and promoted the show tonight and did an amazing job as it was jam packed. Locals Sunshine Kids kicked off the night and totally set a sweet vibe. PWRFL power played next and had everyone in the room eating out of his hand, it was quite amazing to watch, everybody sat down and were hanging off every lyric. Over the Atlantic cranked it up several notches and had an awesome time. Some guy who already owned the CD bought the Vinyl and paid twice the asking price. Awesome town! Looking really forward to coming back very fast.

After the show we went out to this amazing Burrito place (name coming) that opens late and does the most spectacular burrito’s ever.

PIC – OTA with Heather, Kaz (PWRFL Power) and Onyx getting Burrito’s

We head back to Onyx’s and we hear the deepest darkest secrets of Scientology from an ex-scientologist and whilst mentioning to Onyx’s flatmates that we had been on a Seattle wide search for Kurt’s house, they inform us of some ridiculously incredible news!! Even though the house we were currently staying in was called the “The Alamingo”, it was named as such because it used to be a famous Olympian house called “The Alamo”, a house where Kurt used to practise with one of his bands before Nirvana in the basement…the very basement I had been sleeping in the last couple of nights! Wow. “The Alamo” is talked in Kurt’s book of published letters.

PIC – THE Basement

So yeah, that’s right…I’m sleeping in Kurt Cobain’s old practise room. What are you doing? Watching Shortland Street?

After playing a game of Hearthrob, we hit the hay.