Vain + Alone in The Hertz garage I wish I’d known about a few hours earlier. Seattle.

I tried to put myself under that light you see which meant standing in the middle of the “road” of the garage, but a security guard had taken an interest in me.  After a lengthy chat and a friendly wave goodbye to the guy, I tried a couple more times, rushed by the prospect of another visit and the obvious explanation I’d have to come up with as to what, exactly, I was doing.