Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Portland or Bust

Helllloooo. I'm writing to you from the basement of the very gracious Girard family. Jacob and I were in quite a bind earlier today and the Girards came swooping to our rescue. I'll explain, but first I'm going to bring you up to speed on our trip.
After Tillamook, we ended up in Manzanita. Not sure where we would be spending the night, we decided to deliberate over a few pints. This turned out to be a very wise course of action because at the San Dune bar we met an awesome couple named Mike and Sandra. After hearing about our trip, they offered to let us stay with them at their house 4 blocks away. Mike showed us to the residence and returned to the bar for some live music by the Oystershooters. Jake and I showered and went back to meet Mike and Sandra. These two were absolutely incredible. Such hospitality to two strangers on the drop of a dime. We had a pancake breakfast and they even packed us bag lunches!
After Manzanita we did the last 45 miles to Astoria. Coming into Astoria we immediately did the brutal climb up to the Astoria column. The ride was really hard; a thorough test of the skills we'd been working on for two months but certainly worth it. The views from the column were incredible. After taking in the views we headed down to the waterfront for some food and refreshments. We consulted some locals about where we might be able to bunk down for the night and once again "road magic" provided us with an unexpected host. Dave is a 20 or 30 something ex (?) hitchhiker who was currently living in Astoria. He consulted his roommates and determined that it would be no problem for Jacob and I to crash on the couch.
The next morning we awoke and caught a bus to Portland where we met up with Cat, a friend from UNC. She let us dump our stuff at her apartment, pointed out some places we should check out in town and set us loose to wreak havoc on Portland. Today, two days later, we felt like we had seen much of what we wanted to see and done much of what we wanted to do. We also felt like we might be becoming a bit of a nuisance for Cat and her roommate Gina. In light of these feelings, we decided to try and head to the airport and move our flight up. You know, get on standby and sleep there if we had to. Unfortunately, Delta airlines sucks and no longer has a standby list.
That about brings us to our moment of despair. I called the Girards out of desperation, not wanting to pester anyone. Dave immediately offered to come pick us up! Amazing. Now we're shacked up in their basement, which suits us just fine because they have two sons about our age. Tomorrow we'll keep pestering Delta to see if they can't help us head back to NC, but at least I'm not sleeping in the park tonight! I'll also be able to upload all the the pictures from Wyoming, Idaho and Oregon, so prepare for about 4 or 5 albums of glorious roadtrip splendor. Until next time, take care!

8 comments:

Pat said...

Hello Rob!

Enjoyed the beautiful pictures...awesome scenery!

"Standby" has a new meaning in the travel world...you "standby" and see how over-booked the flight is! And then they start asking for passengers who are willing to "give-up" their seats! (Some even throw-out the "threat" that if someone doesn't "give-up" a seat, they will have to "randomly select" a passenger! Heartless! However, if you're not in a hurry(which unfortunately is not the case for you), stick around until they offer the round-trip ticket (if you give-up your seat, they'll put you on the "next available" flight...through Anchorage or some place!...buy you lunch and give you a round-trip for future travel!)

Good luck! You may have to rely on the old "Clites charm"! It seems to have served you well cross- country!

Good luck and enjoy the remaining days!

Love aunt pat

Patrick R Chappell said...

fantastic pics! -- did you eat a baby ruth for sloth?

Rob said...

for a second i thought you asked if i ate a baby sloth for ruth and was extremely confused. no, i forgot to honor sloth

Mom said...

I am not sure about the baby ruth and sloth thing..but hey..please thank the Girards for taking in my baby Rob and I owe them one should the Girard boys ever decide to come this way...

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Mom said...

Everyone in Cary/Apex who has been reading the blog..you are invited to a slideshow/barbeque/get-together at Scottish Hills Pool on Tarbert across from Annie Jones Park.

Time 3-8 on Sunday the 19th..Rsvp by calling Rob or leaving a note here or a call to the house.

Thanks for watching...Mom

Mom said...

Whoops..barbeque time is 4-8

Sorry..Mom

Dave T said...

Rob, nice job, and welcome to the TransAm club! Your pictures brought back a few momories from my own TransAm trip.

Good luck with your future, but remember, life isn't about working for 40 years............ HAVE FUN!

Dave T.
(i'm the guy that took your pic in Breckenridge)