This morning we went to the visitors center. I was so tired it was hard to read all the information on the displays. It feels like swimming in molasses. But I slept well last night. Th bed was comfy.
After that we drove around, visited with friends of one of Jes's friends, and then ate lunch at a post office. No, it was a video rental store. Oh no, wait, it was a grocery store. A liquor store. A deli. A local gathering place....
On the spit is a junk yard with old broken boats. Here is a photo of it.
This place is a strange juxtaposition of raw beauty and man made crap. The buildings are nothing to look at. The streets are just like any in sprawling America. But the feel- the air- the flowers- the mountains- the water- and the earthy granola vibe. That's what I love about this place. Unpretentious.
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