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Apr. 16th, 2008 02:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verity83We had a lovely morning at the bungalow. We made fried potatoes for breakfast and made a fire and s'mores while the laundry was laundering. Dan did the dishes while I started packing our stuff up, and we left Manzanita around two.
We stopped at a few art galleries in Cannon Beach, which was fun. Then we decided to check out Fort Stevens. We got there at three-thirty to see a sign proclaiming it closed at four. Joy.
Well, we made the most of our half hour. We saw most everything in the museum and halfway checked out one battery before we got shooed out by rangers. We drove out and looked for the cemetery that was supposed to be nearby. Of course it was closed. We passed another cemetery on the way back to Seaside and it was closed, too. Sad. So were they all.
We decided to stop in Seaside for dinner. Dan remembered a place he thought was called Donna's (it was Norma's), but we decided to eat at Pudgy's instead. Our waiter reminded me of someone, but I could not think who. We had halibut and rice pilaf with veggies and went wandering along the promenade and down a street or two to look at the old houses, which is always fun. On the way back to the car, we passed a Dreyer's store and Dan bought me an ice cream cone. I had strawberry cheesecake. Yummyness.
Then we headed home. I really had to go number 2. This is always a problem when your only option is a rest area. Specifically a rest area where none of the automatic sensing flushers have the sense to flush. One toilet did not have a heap of soggy toilet paper mounded up in it, so I very carefully lined the seat with paper because they didn't even provide seat covers and I went.
Oh, how I hate public bathrooms.
When we got home, Dan put his desk and chair together and we moved mine to make room for his.
The only photographic proof that we were at Fort Stevens: Dan by a prop jeep.
I enjoy the line about the Christmas decorations. Apparently even cemeteries are now accepting that Christmas decorations pretty much go nowhere for a while after the holiday is over.
I'm so sad we couldn't spend more time there.
Our table at Pudgy's.
Dan eating
Jael snarfing
This was awesome. I apparently have to take pictures of any sign with odd stick figures on it.
This gull was making noises at his reflection in the door.
We stopped at a few art galleries in Cannon Beach, which was fun. Then we decided to check out Fort Stevens. We got there at three-thirty to see a sign proclaiming it closed at four. Joy.
Well, we made the most of our half hour. We saw most everything in the museum and halfway checked out one battery before we got shooed out by rangers. We drove out and looked for the cemetery that was supposed to be nearby. Of course it was closed. We passed another cemetery on the way back to Seaside and it was closed, too. Sad. So were they all.
We decided to stop in Seaside for dinner. Dan remembered a place he thought was called Donna's (it was Norma's), but we decided to eat at Pudgy's instead. Our waiter reminded me of someone, but I could not think who. We had halibut and rice pilaf with veggies and went wandering along the promenade and down a street or two to look at the old houses, which is always fun. On the way back to the car, we passed a Dreyer's store and Dan bought me an ice cream cone. I had strawberry cheesecake. Yummyness.
Then we headed home. I really had to go number 2. This is always a problem when your only option is a rest area. Specifically a rest area where none of the automatic sensing flushers have the sense to flush. One toilet did not have a heap of soggy toilet paper mounded up in it, so I very carefully lined the seat with paper because they didn't even provide seat covers and I went.
Oh, how I hate public bathrooms.
When we got home, Dan put his desk and chair together and we moved mine to make room for his.
The only photographic proof that we were at Fort Stevens: Dan by a prop jeep.
I enjoy the line about the Christmas decorations. Apparently even cemeteries are now accepting that Christmas decorations pretty much go nowhere for a while after the holiday is over.
I'm so sad we couldn't spend more time there.
Our table at Pudgy's.
Dan eating
Jael snarfing
This was awesome. I apparently have to take pictures of any sign with odd stick figures on it.
This gull was making noises at his reflection in the door.
