TRIPS
Adventures of the True and outstanding RACHEL:
I'm here in Arcata, a small town where most of the native males have long hair (in dreads) and messy beards. they all look homeless. people still hitch hike here, and at the farmer's market, the hottest thing in town, a woman reads tarot for $5.00. Almost everyone here is a pothead, proven by one store selling potprint shirts. it reminds me of SF, only smalltown. it reminds me of santa cruz, only less exciting. you can buy fireworks here, probably because they know there's nothing better for the teens to do than pyrotechnics. There is only ONE fourstar restuarant and hotel in the entirety of humboldt county. On the way here, we passed only two memorable spots - Confusion Hill, a rundown, cheaper Mystery Spot, and a carnivorous plant store. Here, they sell tofudogs, which aren't all that bad.
On the road yesterday, we went to Ferndale, population 59. wait, make that 61, until we left again.
I've also met Elijah Wood and Jennifer Garner lookalikes.
and created a large and diverse driftwood collection.
The above was the aforementioned longer entry describing my fascinating trip to Northern California.
Next, on to Oregon.
tonight, we are watching fireworks from in front of the newman center, which is the center of the Humboldt State Catholic Club.
MORE of the outstanding etc. of RACHEL.
(btw, these entries were written on Border's napkins and Days Inn notepaper in the car, now put here for your and my own enjoyment.)
It was 93 degrees when our air conditioner broke. An hour later, i changed into shorts and a tank top in the backseat of a minivan, while going forward and the velocity of 65 mph. Although the windows are slightly tinted, i'm pretty sure someone saw my striptease, but the heat overweighs the stigma of flashing a stranger.
I am now (that is, was then) in Oregon, just past the town of Drain. Oregon seems like the name of a constellation. oh-ray-gone. located next to vega.
Anyway, this drive has been boring. i slept for the first 4 hours from arcata north , until we stopped at a safeway and got deli!
still coughing until i puke; dad says i'm subconsiously bulimic, and my mind is so strong that i dont need to jam my fist down my throat . I told him to put me in rehab with Mary kate. maybe i can get her autograph while i'm there.
A few days later...
while my parents indulged me and let me listen to qoute my sort of music, jason mraz came on the radio. watching my parents bob their heads to "curbside profit" is not pleasant.
In a bathroom at a rest stop between Roseburg and Ashland, i picked up these words of wisdom:
Vandalism is as beautiful as a rock in a cop's face, and
bad spelling no biscuit.
i wonder if that means "bad spelling = no biscuit".
next time i see someone who uses poor spelling, i will say "NO BISCUIT!"
i will now rate the hotels in which i stayed, from best to worst.
holiday inn express
super 8
days inn
travelodge
okay, the end.
now, about lake don pedro with nick!
er. it was super relaxing and tons of fun. i kneeboarded (i can't remember if i already told you about this) and even (according to nick) caught some air as i left the wake! yes, i am super proud that i left the wake on my first time officially up.
enough of that.
colleges are boring, i will now do ANOTHER list of colleges using the same format.
lewis and clark
u of portland
willamette
southern oregon u
OHSU
unfort, my top 1 does not have nursing, my prospective major.
THE END. i am HOME and HAPPY.
on sat, i will be at michelle's wedding! my old babysitter and first best friend, i am very excited and also sad.
I'm here in Arcata, a small town where most of the native males have long hair (in dreads) and messy beards. they all look homeless. people still hitch hike here, and at the farmer's market, the hottest thing in town, a woman reads tarot for $5.00. Almost everyone here is a pothead, proven by one store selling potprint shirts. it reminds me of SF, only smalltown. it reminds me of santa cruz, only less exciting. you can buy fireworks here, probably because they know there's nothing better for the teens to do than pyrotechnics. There is only ONE fourstar restuarant and hotel in the entirety of humboldt county. On the way here, we passed only two memorable spots - Confusion Hill, a rundown, cheaper Mystery Spot, and a carnivorous plant store. Here, they sell tofudogs, which aren't all that bad.
On the road yesterday, we went to Ferndale, population 59. wait, make that 61, until we left again.
I've also met Elijah Wood and Jennifer Garner lookalikes.
and created a large and diverse driftwood collection.
The above was the aforementioned longer entry describing my fascinating trip to Northern California.
Next, on to Oregon.
tonight, we are watching fireworks from in front of the newman center, which is the center of the Humboldt State Catholic Club.
MORE of the outstanding etc. of RACHEL.
(btw, these entries were written on Border's napkins and Days Inn notepaper in the car, now put here for your and my own enjoyment.)
It was 93 degrees when our air conditioner broke. An hour later, i changed into shorts and a tank top in the backseat of a minivan, while going forward and the velocity of 65 mph. Although the windows are slightly tinted, i'm pretty sure someone saw my striptease, but the heat overweighs the stigma of flashing a stranger.
I am now (that is, was then) in Oregon, just past the town of Drain. Oregon seems like the name of a constellation. oh-ray-gone. located next to vega.
Anyway, this drive has been boring. i slept for the first 4 hours from arcata north , until we stopped at a safeway and got deli!
still coughing until i puke; dad says i'm subconsiously bulimic, and my mind is so strong that i dont need to jam my fist down my throat . I told him to put me in rehab with Mary kate. maybe i can get her autograph while i'm there.
A few days later...
while my parents indulged me and let me listen to qoute my sort of music, jason mraz came on the radio. watching my parents bob their heads to "curbside profit" is not pleasant.
In a bathroom at a rest stop between Roseburg and Ashland, i picked up these words of wisdom:
Vandalism is as beautiful as a rock in a cop's face, and
bad spelling no biscuit.
i wonder if that means "bad spelling = no biscuit".
next time i see someone who uses poor spelling, i will say "NO BISCUIT!"
i will now rate the hotels in which i stayed, from best to worst.
holiday inn express
super 8
days inn
travelodge
okay, the end.
now, about lake don pedro with nick!
er. it was super relaxing and tons of fun. i kneeboarded (i can't remember if i already told you about this) and even (according to nick) caught some air as i left the wake! yes, i am super proud that i left the wake on my first time officially up.
enough of that.
colleges are boring, i will now do ANOTHER list of colleges using the same format.
lewis and clark
u of portland
willamette
southern oregon u
OHSU
unfort, my top 1 does not have nursing, my prospective major.
THE END. i am HOME and HAPPY.
on sat, i will be at michelle's wedding! my old babysitter and first best friend, i am very excited and also sad.