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... too many people. The tactic didn't seem to work. The food was tres bien, as they say nowhere near India.
SATURDAY: Portland, OR
We awoke to fresh coffee and breakfast prepared by Ellen. Our day consisted of no archival research, so instead we traveled to the Bridge of the Gods and Elowah Falls in the Columbia River Gorge. What a gorgeous, pristine slice of nature! However, no bathrooms at the trail head, so...I brought down the pristine ...
... penitentiaries in America. The Ghost Adventures team visited this venue and declared that although the criminals may be gone, their spirits remain locked behind the high stone walls. Shiver...
Our next destination is just a short drive Northwest to the Snake River and the Oregon border to a little town of Weiser, Idaho. Never heard of it? Evidently, you don’t Fiddle.
Enjoy the Ride! Just clean off the bug guts from time to time.
... It was fun sharing this with you. We are currently in Roatan, Honduras escaping winter (which is more like spring in Boise, Idaho).
Well our internet in Roatan is too slow so we got back to Boise March 19th. Now it is April and we went skiing at Mt Bachelor for a week. Broadband wasn’t too good there either. Alas only four months later, we will post this last entry and perhaps edit a few entries so we can print our jounal of the complete ...
I'm warming up for my trip with (typical) lots of planning, but also a good book. I'll Never Be French by one Mark Greenside is set in Brittany, a rare departure from the predictable English and American forays into Paris and Provence. It starts out in 1991, just two years before I first lived in Normandy, so the french franc is still alive and no one is doing anything on a smart phone.
Here's one of my favorite passages so far:
"We get ...
So this morning I am awakened by the soft clatter of coffee cups and running water. I try desperately to ignore it and keep my eyes closed. Then a bit later, or it may have been right away, I hear the light switches and lamp switches clicking. Heidi is up making herself coffee and trying to turn on the lamp. I don't open my eyes. It’s the switch by the door. You probably clicked it off on the lamp." She gets the light on as she had intended and from that ...