Yes, I know it’s late, but I’ve been traveling life’s journey these past few weeks. In that vein, before I get started, check out my new website, especially if you like my writing: Shor Success. So that’s what I’ve been doing instead of wrapping up the trip.
Here are my odds and ends, bits and bobs, remnants (that reminds me of carpet ends), miscellany, and/or loose ends:
- The algorithm for Oregon driving is SL – 5 where SL stands for speed limit.
- I had forgotten this little bit of trivia, but was reminded when I had to wait and wait and wait (was it the California plate): Oregon and New Jersey are the only two states where you are not allowed to pump your own gas.
- For those of us who live in places with weather, the roads can be rather bumpy (yes, it’s a metaphor for life). Apparently, West Coast peeps (of which I was one for some time) have no concept of REAL rough road. We saw construction signs warning motorcyclists to be extra cautious and all of us to take care because the road was VERY rough. Um, it was kind of like the time my sister-in-law told me that the street named Ridge near my house in very flat Skokie was the top of a hill and even after squinting I didn’t see it. It’s all in the perspective. Now I see the hill, but I sure didn’t feel the rough road.
- Signs seen along the way: Bonk and Bonk Investigations and His Junk, Her Treasures (tee hee).
- Go to Daiso! It’s a Japanese dollar store. So much fun. See pictures above for examples.
- The Oakland Fire and Parks departments teamed up to pay for goats to eat the very dry grass (also known as kindling) at the top of a hill that serves as a dog park.
- Some of the campgrounds (and the marina) had coin showers. Really??? I have to pay 25 cents for three minutes to bathe. AND you don’t mention it when I check in. Who walks around with piles of quarters? Or even cash for that matter.
- What’s a trip to Washington without a totem pole? The day we arrived in Port Townsend, the town was dedicating a new one. Here it is: