Awwww. Bye guys, off to Portland on the next leg of this whirlwind tour.
The arena where the Seattle Seahawks play whatever sport it is that they play. I don't know sports.
Floor of the train station. I love these things.
Singing sweet songs of melodies pure and true, saying "This is my message to you hoo hoo." "Don't worry ... about a thing ... every little thing ... is gonna be airight." Train rides are fun.
ANOTHER host, this time another thru-hiker and her awesome family. Thanks a ton to Miss Potato Head (pictured) and their bestickered minivan who hosted me for a night in Portland and took me to REI and the commuter train station so I could get to the airport and catch a plane to where I now sit ...
Chronicles of the Wayward MootWELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next? |
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