I enjoy this for two reasons. I like puns, so this is very fun. And it reminds me of my college friend who said, “you go, girl” enough that her mother thought it would be a fun surprise to get a personalized license plate that said that.
Sara reports that she is thrilled to hear of my Seaside trip and that she is trying to add summer fun to her remaining summer weekends.
My mom had to go to the emergency room at the hospital Thursday night, and I went to. Happily, it was at that point before the Delta surge, and I was allowed to stay with my mom. When she got a room, it had this lovely view.
I also enjoyed this delicious sandwich, chips and chocolate.
After a few days, my mom was discharged and was on the mend after that.
Heads up. This will be a bunch of photos that are not well taken. I’m not in peak form for photo composition.
I decided to take the bus to Seaside for the day as a summer activity. There was some confusion where to load onto the bus. My ticket very clearly instructed me it was NOT loading at the train station, so I spent 45 minutes waiting at the Greyhound stop outside the train station, only to eventually hear an announcement that my bus was loading at the train station. So there was that.
Once I got on the bus, though, I hit transportation eavesdropping gold. Four college students who had internships at Intel, Nike, and Adidas, but were from the same college in Texas, chatted all about their Portland adventures. Plus they gossiped about people they knew. I find listening to gossip about people I don’t know to be one of life’s more sublime things.
The bus stops at Camp 18 to switch drivers. I think one driver does the coast part and the other does the Portland-to-Camp-18 part.
The bus stops first in Canon Beach, then in Seaside before going to Astoria. In Seaside, the drop off point was the youth hostel. I thought I knew where that was located, but I did not. It’s closer to the cineplex than downtown Seaside, so I had a bit more of a walk than I thought.
I had fish and chips at the place I like to have fish and chips and then headed to the promenade. It was overcast.
I did some beach sitting and reading and people watching, and eventually got tired of sitting. So I did some walking.
I’m not quite sure what happened with this picture. Maybe the blurriness came from how fast I was taking the photo? Anyway, I loved how these teens were dressed alike.
It turned out the overcast morning was a blessing. Because once the sun came out, there wasn’t much escaping it, especially since I’d already eaten. And I had forgotten sunscreen, so I needed to get out of the sun.
And that’s when I discovered the most amazing thing.
Back when I worked at DHM, my coworker had said in passing, “I just love playing Fascination when I’m in Seaside.” Then she mimed a grabbing something and slowly flinging it away.
I had no idea what she was talking about. I think she mentioned the arcade. That conversation got filed in my brain. But walking past the arcade, I stopped and looked in. Then hovered inside the door. Because this was Fascination.
Here’s how it works. You take a seat and put a quarter down. Or, if you are going to play more than one game, you put down a dollar. A bell rings and you roll a ball and try to get it in one of the open spaces. When you do, one of the circles on the mirror facing you lights up. If you get five in a row, you are the winner. A bell rings again and the game shuts down for everyone else. Mostly though, you aren’t a winner and are one of the people groaning that you didn’t win. But it’s still fun, even if you don’t win.
Here’s the winning breakdown.
The combo of working toward something on your own while competing in a group is incredibly fun. Apparently, Fascination used to be a regular thing at amusement parks and boardwalks, but it’s fairly high maintenance. It’s built on telephone technology (rotary telephone technology!) and so parts aren’t made anymore. Plus, it’s fairly labor intensive, as someone has to go around and collected the quarters and make change. So it’s on its way out. But for as much fun as it is, I’m glad I finally discovered it. Here’s the Wikipedia summary that lists all the remaining locations.
The bus ride home provided an equal opportunity for eavesdropping gold. Three tourists (one solo traveler, one mother-daughter combo) chatted about what they’d been up to. They were putting a good face on their trip, but I could tell Portland was kind of bringing all three of them down. I made a list of things they might like to do and handed it off as I was exiting. I hope their trip got better.
From this angle, you can’t see much, except the above sign. But we will get closer.
I love a good midcentury house. But I have a particular weakness for midcentury houses that use cinderblocks for their construction. Something about the modern living aesthetic combined with the utilitarian nature of the cinderblock really gets me. There aren’t a ton of these houses, which is why I’ve always liked this one.
Look at those long prairie-style lines! Look at how the garage is almost as big as the house part!
And oh my goodness that chimney. Plus the window and the built-in planter box.
And even, yes! Deco glass blocks?
The house sits on the corner and takes up half of the block, so it had a pretty big backyard too.
The plus of being more than six months behind on your blog is that when your marriage license packet arrives in July for your surprise courthouse wedding in August you can take a picture of it and not worry about ruining the surprise by publishing the picture on your blog.
Because by the time you do, you will have been married for many months.
These have popped up everywhere and I can’t figure out what their deal is.
I haven’t seen many Varda films, maybe even just one—The Gleaners and I—but I liked that film quite a bit. The tiny words say: Mother of the French New Wave and give credit for the Agnes Varda drawing.
From the future, I can tell you that it was a film festival at the Clinton Street Theater. I wish they had been the tiniest bit clearer about the the film festival, though August wasn’t the greatest month for me to watch movies.
Anyway, these were excellent eye catchers and I hope people watched some of her films.
On the one hand, the Google overlords know everything about me. But on the other hand, it’s very handy to hold my phone up to the radio and immediately find out what song I’m listening too. Then I can take a picture of the result and come back to it later.
I should have know this was Brandi Carlile. Her voice is so distinctive.