BEST WESTERN Pony Soldier Inn - Airport
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... thrives in the warmer waters. While waiting for our food to arrive, we check out the oyster processing plant. The perfectly grilled white fish tacos were remarkable. The lightly fried morsels were amazing and the local creation of Tillamook Oysters were a bacon and cheese topped treat!
Speaking of Tillamook... Our last stop of the day will be in the town of Tillamook. This is the home to the Tillamook Cheese Factory ...
... which will be really pretty when it is done. There are a number of gardens and green spaces.
We had a few good glimpses of Mt Hood and at one point could actually see Mount St Helens - which amazes me considering the distance.
Then to the airport for a red-eye home. Sad to leave, but hey, we have wine coming! ...
... I rented my apartment, rented my salon and even rented my car!! That way, there was some money coming in to cover my bills while I was gone. I made sure all of my clients felt taken care of by people I trust and was sure to get them booked for their next apointment with me three months later. The MOST challenging part of planning? Packing for three months. Ugh. Oy. Sheesh. Bah!! I started packing 5 weeks before i left. Seriously. I got out my suitcase and left it out. I ...
... will hold) From Scotland, I traveled to Andalucia Spain and spent a glorious week in a small village called Ferriorola. Then onto the beach where I did a surf camp in Conil, which was awesome and so much fun. I met back up with James for 8 days in Barcelona then a few days in Amsterdam. I ended my journey in Lake Garda, Italy where I had the most opportune experience to feel the ground and get some love and guidance from my dear friend Danelle. I ...
... before even tasting a beer. Erik and I split their aged Flanders Red Sour and we enjoyed the warm weather on a picnic table out front.
From there, we walked up to Base Camp, another brewery of course. I have to point out that Husb noticed a sign on this walk. It was a yellow sign, similar to a pedestrian crossing sign, but this one had a biker flying off the front of his bike with train tracks below. We both commented that we had ...