Three years later... I'm loving Seattle. I'm running my own startup company, I'm a regular at a couple restaurants (with some secret off-the-menu specials), and in my spare time I run four or five different events all over the city.
A few months ago, the local parkour (PARKOUR!) gym was hosting a huge international competition. A bunch of my old parkour friends from the east coast were coming into town. One of them called me up and asked if he could stay in my apartment. "Of course you can!" I said.
Then he asked if our other friend could stay too. Definitely. Then on the way to the airport, the gym's head coach called and asked if I could pick up this kid from Mexico City. "Sure. Why not."
By the end of the day, I had 11 people sleeping in my apartment (and crammed into my 6-seater person hot tub). Which was almost as impressive as when we fit 5 people into "The Party Bus" (aka, a Car2Go).
(Pro tip: A Car2Go can't make it up Denny Hill with 5 people in it. Definitely found that out the hard way.)