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Eruption Gift Shops

When is it Too Soon?

sunny 12 °C

Aug. 30
Charlie and I began our Oregonian Road Trip tonight. He picked me up in the rental car and off we went.....
We drove past the Eruption Gift Shop and discussed disaster gift shops. What disasters warrant gift shops? Not tsunamis and not 9/11, we decided. Olympia seemed nice from the highway. We talked nonsense about the pronunciation of roofs, ruffs, riffs, raffs. As we drove through Portland at night there were FIREWORKS! We have no idea why. It was quite grand. We stopped in a town called Oak Ridge and found a motel.
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Aug. 31
We drove into Klamath Falls this morning which was a lake-desert and Oregon Institute of Technology gave Charlie free subs for he and his “friend” for taking a tour and talking with a professor about their renewable resources program. When we were getting our sandwiches a lady said, “do you attend classes here?” Charlie said he was thinking about it. She said, “because they have great pizzas here.” We realized she meant at Subway. Oh.

Our tour of campus made me feel like I was taking my son to college. The campus was dry and picturesque and 60’s esque-mini campus, the dorm seemed like someone was “playing college” but that it couldn’t quite actually be real.
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The only other person on the “tour” of insides of engineering buildings was a kid named James who when asked what his Labor Day weekend plans were, replied, “Well, not much. It’s kind of weird, but we’re taking our laptops to Dennys where we’re going to play Risk all night. They let us stay there the whole time and the wait staff will join us and watch movies on our laptops on breaks.” I wish I was playing Risk at Dennys.

We drove through the town and noticed a Baldwin Hotel and stopped to talk to the tourism lady who “highlighted” us in the direction of a brew pub, much to Charlie’s delight.
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It was called the Creamery. They had 11 of their own beers, the atmosphere was great, the waitress left us alone and we read the beer descriptions and they were smooth and flavorful; Charlie was in heaven.

We planned out our trip toward Crater Lake and wondered where we would camp, but we would find something. We went looking for more local beer to bring camping, but all we found that pleased us was a hill to view the town. We drove through cowland to Crater Lake while listening to “Go Places” and John Vanderslice.

We got to Crater Lake just when it got dark and waited in a slow line to find that the campsites were running out fast. We talked about sharing with someone and the people behind us heard and said they would split the fee and share the site with us. So we did. They were named Chris (from Oregon) and Rachel (from Texas) and Chris had just gotten back from a missionary trip to Mexico and they had gotten married and were on a honeymoon of sorts. The best part was that they had corn, salsa, and steaks. Rachel was saying how if they told someone this salsa was actually “vegetable dip” that no one would eat it. Chris came back and told Rachel she needed to remember to close the zipper on the tent or a small Spaniard might get in. That was what I thought he said, but what he really said was “small spiders might get in.” Rachel thought my thing about a small Spaniard was really funny and we joked about it for quite some time. Later, we were standing around the fire that was going out and Rachel said, “what if your body was really cold but your head was on fire?”

Posted by seabear 19:32

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