Breakers Boutique Inn
Travel Blogs from Westport
... that was all Curtis' upper body strength), and got the bed all made before sundown (we even had time to take another stroll as watch the sunrise-see pics). After a night of adding many layers of clothing to stay warm, we were up early, dismantled our site and hit the road! Off to cannon beach and we're staying at Nehalem bay state park tonight - stay ...
... Lido Midship, they raced and pushed their way
forward so they could shop for the same items! They were loaded with
sequins and glitter during our Las Vegas night. If they were to
stand together in one area at the La Fontaine dining room, their
crypton- sized bling-blings are more than enough to weaken Superman.
Our drawing classes are fun and
challenging. We had a live, young and pretty model one time. Our
instructor said he is jealous that we have ...
... the usual red and white velvet attire and black booties and big
boobs. Yes, the Santa was a female, after all, most of us came from
politically correct countries. So, there's really nothing wrong with
that especially if coming from my husband who likes boobies. Aside
from boobs, I mean, Santa, several HAL dancers were dressed -up in
elves costumes. Together with the all the kids, they sang carols and
danced on stage. There were candy canes, hot ...
Finally an 'easy' day. By easy I mean not sweating our own body weight snailing it up hills but cruising gracefully along quiet coastal roads through nature reserves in the sun. Still cycled forty miles though meet up with our new friend Richard who is touring from Seattle. We all camp together right by the beach and Ben and I even take a short dip before the sun goes down. We later name Richard 'Rich the saviour', as he adjusts my saddle to ...
... from my Dad and Ben is most definitely in charge of navigation. Our legs our getting stronger everyday and I can't believe we're actually doing this. After several months back home and weeks away wondering, "Can we do this?" We really are! In fact, "We're doing it", has become our catchphrase. Sometimes we have shouted it to each other in gritted determination when cycling in the pouring rain or climbing yet another seemingly impossible ...