The skin of the Experience Music Project in Seattle
In the dark and dank of the covered taxi stand, we climbed into the white Prius cab. With the energy management and digital speedometer glowing against the night, we headed off into the rain. We had never seen a Prius used as a taxi, but it made perfect sense.
In case we had somehow forgotten, the Prius taxi cab defined to us that we were no longer in the Bay Area. With cold rain obscuring the view, we couldn’t see much outside the car, but the fresh sea air reinforced to us that we were in Seattle. This was not a trip we planned on, but by Thursday it became clear that the Pacific storm pushing inland was making our trip to visit my mother in Ellensburg Washington a logistical nightmare. The airline tickets we had to Seattle were not refundable and our dog Nick had social arrangements set for the weekend, so we decided to head to Seattle for a short visit.
