Archive for August, 2005

Return Flight

Sunday, August 7th, 2005

It didn’t help that I was squeezed between Debbie and a large man (not fat, just… lumbering.).
It didn’t help that the people in front were determined to take full advantage of their reclining seats.
It didn’t help that our entertainment systems, along with those of a 3×7 block of seats around us, didn’t work for the […]

Lacey to Sea-Tac Airport

Saturday, August 6th, 2005

Today was our last day, and all we really had to do was to get the car returned by 4pm, then do all the tedious airport stuff.
Once we were showered and dressed, it was a bit easier to evaluate the packing progress, and by the time we left everything was crammed into three suitcases (one […]

Seaside to Lacey

Friday, August 5th, 2005

I had flexible plans for the morning — either go out and fly my new kite, or sit on the balcony with a book. So much for either of those: it was misty, windless and cold. Birds had taken over the beach in their hundreds.

We walked into Seaside for lunch: a shrimp sandwich (actually prawns […]

Portland to Seaside

Thursday, August 4th, 2005

Again we skipped breakfast, sleeping late, and we didn’t hang around in Portland. We navigated flawlessly out of the city, and we were soon on among the conifers and mountains of Western Oregon. We stopped for lunch at Camp 18 — a timber cabin built in the 1970s by a keen logging enthusiast, 18 miles […]

Portland

Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005

Today started late, which is probably for the best because it ended late too. We skipped breakfast, and lunch was on our mind when we wandered into Portland.  The tourist-friendly Pioneer Courthouse Square has one of those slightly kitch signposts with distances to various places across the world (including the supert-kitch "TIPPERARY - A LONG […]

Prineville to Portland

Tuesday, August 2nd, 2005

Breakfast this morning was last night’s left over pizza, and some Cheetoh’s which we’d had since the East Coast but who’s bag popped when I was putting the bags in the boot today. We washed this down with drinks from a fast food place next door to the gas station where we filled up — […]

Ontario to Prineville

Monday, August 1st, 2005

With eagle eyes, I had noticed another self-serve waffle machine in the hotel, and at 8:45 this morning I was dressed in yesterday’s clothes, fetching breakfast for myself and Debbie, who was still in bed. In exchange I got a brief hug. We shared one waffle and one bagel, which I felt was very restrained.
We […]