We're doin' our laundry finally! It's goin' on 11:00 am & we're in Pacific City, OR waitin' for a Mexican restaurant to open. We got here mostly by bus yesterday. But we also biked 15 miles or so. Once we stopped at a scenic overview & a few hippie kids our age gave us some real good weed, & a bunch of organic food. 2 bananas, orange, apple, carrot, & a vegan wrap. They were from Portland.
I called Lynz from Astoria & my dad from here. We slept for free again last night, under a patch of small pine trees on big sand dunes right by the ocean. We set out our beds & I go pee & come back & Brett has a box of veggie thins & a bottle of Chardonnay laid out. Yay! We smoke, drink & eat & when it's all dark go out on the sand dune & look out at the ocean & the huge rock that pierces through it. It was foggy & beautiful. Brett tells me about when he & Kit lived on the sailboat. Tells me about Augustino & how they learned to sail it. & how something drew him back home & he never went back (to Kit & the sailboat). Then he says sittin' on the bus today lookin' out the window was worth not goin' back. Just half the day was worth it. Anyway, Kit ended up gettin' rid of it & comin' back too. I tell him hey, yr on yr way back now. & he says, no, I'm not. I nod. & I know exactly what he means.
Then he told me about his grandpa who died & then we start talkin' about God. & soon go to bed & wake up to the Pacific Ocean again this morning at 8:30. Anyway- I guess we have to bike far again to reach the next bus. Hopefully no more than 50 miles! (Brett wrote) -The Mexican food was the best. (I paid cause Cristy is my special lover girlfriend super duper space cadet pal).
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