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We wanted to see Mt. St. Helens while we're close. The drive up there wasn't that bad, but upon arrival, we discovered the park was closed for the "season", whatever that means.
****. Determined, we parked the van and decided to hoof it.
6 miles each way
So, two goons in ...
... short stroll towards what sounded like music. We discovered a huge skate park playing host to a rap/soul concert being put on by a religious group. There were some interesting characters about, including two
slightly rough looking young men who were dancing to the gospel like they were completely off their heads, either on drugs or religious fervour. I sincerely hope the later, but suspect the former. The strangest and saddest was an older man, whose ...
... we crossed into a way back) you aren't allowed to fill the car yourself but have to let an attendant do it! All to do with creating more employment - bloody good idea too!
By now on I5N it was mostly 3 lanes each way and so we hooked along at a fair pace amid very heavy traffic and more trucks than you could imagine. But we made good time and by about 4pm had reached the University town of Eugene where we decided to stop early so the girls could do some ...
... wine but they also had an unusual Boca Noir which had an interesting taste with a little more body than the pinot. Again we bought a few, mainly to drink with Peter while we are here.
We then returned to Eugene and managed to almost find our way back to his place with one wrong turn getting us a little lost. But I rang him and we soon were home. That night Peter took us to a fabulous Thai restaurant called Sabai which was in a local shopping centre. We had his ...
... will never look at milk the same again, because I know it was your favorite food. Even into adulthood I remember how when I brought you a bowl of sour milk you would nearly knock it out of my hand and spill it before I could even set it down. I will miss our special times together, me rubbing your belly while you snort like a fat pig and suckle the air like a baby (even when you weighed 200 lbs). I will ...