Goodbye Eugene, Hello Portland.
Trip Start Jul 13, 2013
24Trip End Aug 05, 2013
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Interest piqued? Well let me spin you a yarn...
We had a rough sleep last night. Mel hacked (but sounded better for it) and Penny had a voracious appetite throughout the wee hours. Somewhere in the distance a rave was happening. Thump, thump, hack, hack.
We didn't start to stir until around 9:00am and both Mel and I looked like the living dead. The kids of course were brimming with energy and keen to get on with it. The day that is.
Mel was still lying in bed well after I'd dressed both Henry and Penny
Feel this, she said.
A bump on her forehead. Another mysterious bug bite to go along with the series on her calves that she first got in Pendleton and had been driving her crazy ever since.
Are these ones getting worse?
Yup. The bites on her legs were a ring of welts with a yellow centre.
I'd seen a spider in our trailer the day before and had killed another this morning.
Okay. I'll call the insurance company and we'll get them checked out.
And so began 'Take Two' of our sampling of American Medicare.
Off to the Eugene Urgent Care Clinic and a swift diagnosis of..
...maybe fleas? Wow. That was unexpected. The doctor couldn't for certain ascertain what kind of bites they were but she said Mel was having an allergic reaction to them. Spiders seemed improbable given the number of bites she had but then no one else had any. Quite the mystery.
The one fact that seemed irrefutable was that it was happening in Mel's sleep. And Mel sleeps in the trailer. And so the doctor said she couldn't sleep in it anymore.
So let's see: we had one more night in Eugene and four more in Portland and then our hotel reservations began.
The holiday was now in serious jeopardy and we considered cutting our losses and heading home.
Henry had been sick and was going through some growing pains, Penny had been sick, Mel had had spontaneous diarrhea, still had a cold and was being feasted on by a highly discerning insect or arachnid on a nightly basis, and I was a high-strung wreck who was scarcely holding the world together.
But we just revised the game plan and said "fuck it" (pardon the language).
The trailer, bless it, was decommissioned and popped down one last time. We cancelled our camping reservations and adjusted our later hotel bookings.
We're doing four nights in Portland - in a hotel - starting tonight, one night in Coeur d'Alene, and then an epic drive home on Friday. We'll lose three days in holidays but gain it back in mental and physical health.
An acceptable compromise if you ask me.
And so we drove to Portland and checked into the Best Western Inn at the Meadows (near the Portland International Raceway). Civilized living again after two weeks in the trailer. It does feel pretty good.
A requiem is in order for our dear trailer. We loved the experience. We feel better for having subjected ourselves to living in close quarters with one another for two weeks.
Penny and Henry have developed a bond and Mel and I have tackled some pretty significant issues together. We figured out that we don't need much to have fun. And, despite the wackiness of some of these posts, we have had fun. The trailer allowed for it. Any grievances we had were not related to it.
We'll do it again in the trailer but I think two weeks is probably our threshold.
As for right now, I'm draining a bottle of Pinot Grigio. The shift to wine symbolizes the transition into the remainder of our holiday.
Here's to it!
For the record, Widmer Brothers' Brewing Citra Blonde Summer Brew, 4.4 percent (Portland) is my beer of choice.
PS. Mel just dumped a glass of red wine across the bedsheets. Of course.
PPS. Get Travel Insurance. Always.
PPPS. More tomorrow.