And a trip back to Bremen!
Is there a better way to start a day?
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Taking its inaugural beverage (with me at least)!
A happy new addition to my mug collection!
I understand it was handcrafted in Juneau!
Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Sunday’s sickness.
Some of you may have heard that Sunday was not my finest
day. I was actually beginning to understand why Richard was opposed to the idea
of riding into Portland on a daily basis. Maybe road tripping was a poor choice
of activities for me.
It is possible that I over did it on Saturday with the trip
to Walla Walla. Or maybe it was the chilidog at the restaurant in Pendleton.
Or
maybe it was the tumor breaking apart and emitting creosote that made my body
think there was trouble, so it emitted anti-creosote bodies.
Yes, my
medical professional, Michael listed that as a possibility (it wasn’t
creosote, but something that sounded similarish.)
Quite possibly my fever and fatigue was a good thing!
Monday, July 28, 2014
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Roadtripette!
Time for a real road trip was short and there were a couple
of other issues. Because I am on more drugs than you can shake a stick at, I
can’t drive. And thanks to all the drugs that I am on, I often doze off. Which
meant this; Karla had to do all the driving, and for significant stretches, Karla
wasn’t able to think over the loud sound of snoring. This was a pearl of a road
trip for Karla. She got to do all the work. I’d gloat about it, but frankly I
don’t remember large parts of the roadtripette!
It wasn’t absolutely perfect, but I still had a great time! I hope Karla did.
Mt. Hood blessed us at our early morning send off. It
would have been earlier, but one of Satan’s cousins ran out of the house and we had to wait
for him to return.
We tried to have breakfast at Dinty’s in Biggs Junction to
honor our cousin. But it isn’t a restaurant. I remembered that it was a restaurant
25 years ago, but maybe it wasn’t. We ate at Linda’s and we were happy.
The sign for Chateau Ste. Michelle made Karla quiver. We had
to stop and bask in the glory of wine.
The Columbia River gave us quite a show for much of our
trip. It truly is an amazing body of water!
The real impetus for this roadtripette was the Whitman Mission.
Karla has been itching to see it since she studied it in the 3rd grade. So
we loaded up the mini-van and headed to Walla. Walla Walla that is. The town so
nice they named it twice. This is a pond at the mission.
I made a friend in downtown Walla Walla. It was pretty cool!
And though I slept much, I did see a windmill on the way home!
Friday, July 25, 2014
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