Sunday the fiance and I wandered through my parents yard.
It was one of the last days of November. They still had healthy plants growing. Good Lord.
We drove past the giant line of people waiting to see Sarah Palin (I’ll let Baby Brother tell that story) and were off down the… um…. scenic drive?
I-84, that we drive to get back to Portland, follows part of the Oregon Trail. Every time I go on this drive I just think how PISSED I would be on the Oregon trail and going “ok! Almost there!” and found this. “Oh look. I can own my own land. Too bad it’s a wasteland”
But we didn’t get cholera. So it’s a little better these days.
Although I am always a little sad at The Dalles that I don’t get to do that fun raft down the river part. What a let down.
We did find a wagon though!
The first time I took the fiance I mentioned that the logo was “a little un-pc” before I took him.
When he saw it, he told me that was the understatement of the year
I had the small fish and chips too
Do you have a place you always stop on road trips? When we go here it’s totally the fiance indulging my whims, as there are really good places to eat in Hood River if we want a real meal, and lots of quality gas stations full of hot dogs and candy.