The best word to describe our 5 full days in Seaside, Oregon?
I thought we were feeding the seals.
Eric likes to say he was pole dancing for me. "But not really."
This is where I became possessed by something evil, apparently.
Another stripper pole. Eric has an affinity. But, really it's the Astoria column. It's very tall. And exhaustingly spiraly. Made me dizzy.
Thanksgiving Dinner on the coast. Just the two of us. Best idea ever.
This is for Grandma, and her sneaker wave tales prior to our departure.
Can you tell it was always freezing? Because, it was.
Tillamook: The story of a man and his jerky.
And that was that. Wish we could be coastal sloths forever.