laughed til it hurt. awesome
“I don’t know how it’s done up in Canada, but here we hate the police.”
dear zamms, fuck you. mauve it is.
Today we had homemade pancakes with blueberry syrup and talked to a FRIENDLY cat and drove to Crescent City for coffee that wasn’t very good.
We drove to the Trees of Mystery which had delightfully unmysterious explanatory hedge, and had lunch with duck butts (it’s complicated, but involved a patty melt). Then to Trinidad where misleading occurred. It was eventually a very windy (rhymes with Cindi) success! We listened to the Dukes of Burl and the Coachwhips and Billy Bragg (we prefer the political songs that aren’t about war in the Falklands, and we prefer not to think about his current opinions about private property) and the motherfucking Monkees, motherfuckers.
Then to Arcata with the McKinley statue and the indecision, and Kendra bought a The Hi-Fives 7” and a Shotwell 7” and a Monsula 7”. Then Mattch and Molly made us delicious curry dinner in Blue Lake, and we plied them with bourbon “candy” bourbon, and we all went to a clown show (yes really, YES I KNOW, yes really) and now: here we sit. In the kitchen. Prior to attending our 11pm hot tub appointment at the hot tub location. Jealous much? We love you anyway! *MWAH*
day 7: portland to cave junction
we left hipsterland early. no coffee elves this morning, we totally walked to the stumptown in the hotel lobby and got our own. amy didn’t punch any hipsters which she considers a triumph. we listened to mumford and sons to get the day going.
we passed the evergreen aviation museum. the buildings are beautiful but in the middle of nowhere.
sea lion caves were too good to pass up, so we went to see 200 sea lions, in a ginormous cave, and it smelled like salt and sea lions. the writhing and the barking reminded us of a certain ring of hell. we couldn’t remember which.
we lunched in florence at a place that had yum wine and vegan sammiches. and the nfl draft report on tv.
WE SAW OCEAN. which made amy very happy. so happy that she ran into the ocean south of florence because there were sand dunes and no people. as she writes this post she still has beach hair which still makes her happy. (tho it’s getting greasy as it’s day two.)
we saw MORE OCEAN. amy texted char and lia to yell OCEAN again. kendra and meg listened to awesome music that amy never heard before. spoon. cause co-motion. the beulahs. it was lovely.
then we got to cave junction and ZOMG TREEHOUSE. for real. full-on treehouse. beautiful. superfun. we ran back into town for some yum mexican food and margaritas (meg’s look bigger than amy’s) and then back to treehouse. there may have been some marry, kill, fuck played. and we may have scared ALL WOODLAND ANIMALS with our laughing. ghost bathroom. kendra hugged a tree, amy hugged the wine, and meg hugged her laptop.
Meg and Kendra have good DJ names. If you guess accurately we will send you a prize.
mexican resto in cave junction
“she’s a wedding vampire”