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... that we had passed a beautifully decorated Howard Johnson Hotel, but Captain Procrastinator struggled with deciding before quickly pulling into this one. It wasn't badly priced either which meant we could have probably got the HJ for about $80...For those who don't know, a Howard Johnson Hotel chain is about as low as you can go on the Motel food chain. Cheap & Nasty but I don't mind them. But apparently my travel buddy has standards which are a tad higher ...
... up because when we were in Bellingham before we left for the cruise we had stopped at the local Walmart on a Saturday and discovered that the parking lot was literally full of cars with British Columbia plates. We asked the clerk at the check out if that was normal and she said they all come down from Canada to shop on the weekends. Wally World is always a walk on the wild side but this one was especially odd.
We arrived at the RV storage to find ...
She worked with a manufactured home company in Canada to customize it to her specifications, then filled it with family heirlooms, art objects from her many trips to Central and South America, books, and other lovely things. She also has very friendly neighbors, some who even come up to her porch! The only thing she doesn't have, unfortunately, is reliable Internet access, which is why this posting is so late.
On Wednesday, ...
The next morning I volunteered as a sweeper for a 12 mile portion of the CCC course. Volunteers are granted automatic entry to the next year’s run, but that didn’t matter to me in the slightest, especially after what I had witnessed the night before. Sweeping the course, made me feel no different as it started with a horribly technical trail and ended in a 7 mile uphill grind. I thought after that weekend, I wouldn’t ...
... and Katie tied up fish shaped net platforms to their shoes. I took a video of them as they set out, eight shoes crunching off into the forest.
Grant was upstairs in a reading nook watching his iPad. He took no time at all to tell me that he was hungry. “What’s to eat?” called the voice from upstairs. I shouted out the names of some of the snack foods I saw, but none of them were accepted by the voice upstairs. My eyes moved away from the ...