Sunday, September 9, 2012
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Devil's Punch Bowl (Depoe Bay)
Overheard Conversation
While we were in Oregon, we overheard this conversation while we were on the promenade.
A forty something year old lady said this: "I don't understand how Canada could be a country while they still have British currency. They don't deserve to be their own country until they get their own money."
Dan and I were flabbergasted. How could they be so ignorant? We wanted to go up to them and set the record straight. But in true Canadian fashion were too polite to do so. It makes us wonder what else they don't know.
Oh well, better get out my igloo and drive my polar bear to work eh?
A forty something year old lady said this: "I don't understand how Canada could be a country while they still have British currency. They don't deserve to be their own country until they get their own money."
Dan and I were flabbergasted. How could they be so ignorant? We wanted to go up to them and set the record straight. But in true Canadian fashion were too polite to do so. It makes us wonder what else they don't know.
Oh well, better get out my igloo and drive my polar bear to work eh?
Friday, September 7, 2012
A Revelation
Do you know what we miss the most about our friends being half way around the world?
No, its not their smiling faces (sorry)
It's not their cute kids (pictures/email stories make up for this)
Or the deep thought provoking conversations we used to have (and still do via skype)
Its the fact that my grand scheme to make everyone in the world fatter than me is being thwarting by their disappearance. I can no longer call them at a moments notice to feed them dinner. I can no longer make an entire chicken and know there won't be any leftovers. I can no longer make them my Guinea pigs and make them try out a new recipe. They are too far away to feed. And that makes me sad.
......anyone wanna come for dinner? We're having chicken.
No, its not their smiling faces (sorry)
It's not their cute kids (pictures/email stories make up for this)
Or the deep thought provoking conversations we used to have (and still do via skype)
Its the fact that my grand scheme to make everyone in the world fatter than me is being thwarting by their disappearance. I can no longer call them at a moments notice to feed them dinner. I can no longer make an entire chicken and know there won't be any leftovers. I can no longer make them my Guinea pigs and make them try out a new recipe. They are too far away to feed. And that makes me sad.
......anyone wanna come for dinner? We're having chicken.
Oregon Aquarium
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tillamook County Smoker
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Astoria Column
The Astoria Column was probably the most surprising thing that we found on the trip. We heard there was a large pole somewhere in Astoria. After travelling "up," we eventually found the pole. From a distance, it looked like a rusty pillar. But as we got closer, we could see images on the pillar.
We enjoyed watching them soar through the air, sometimes catching an updraft, and eventually land in the bushes.
At the bottom of the pillar, we found remnants of airplanes. We pieced a few together to create a working airplane for Joel.
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