Jen looked nervously out of the car window at the many possible hiding places for bugs as we arrived at our cabin in the Redwoods. It was a beautiful location, complete with a river, wildlife, and a fishing inspired cabin to stay in. It had been a fast and furious trip up the coast, and we were all looking forward to a day or two relaxing. My mother had recently developed the wonderful ability to find enjoyment in some of the most unlikely places…including most notoriously her fascination with ice-dispensing fridges. Now based on the population density in American compared to Australia ~ creature comforts and technology are a little cheaper and thus more accessible in the US. Having said this however, watching my mother’s fascination and happiness as ice-cubes fell out of the refrigerator door into her glass, even the worldliest American citizen would wonder in which recent year Australia first generated electricity.
After a slower drive along the beautiful Oregon coastline ~ we arrived in Portland to stay with Jen’s welcoming uncles and their families. We were very well taken care of ~ with Luis ~ who is soon-to-be Portland’s most famous tour guide ~ providing us with a local’s view of this beautiful city and its surrounding suburbs. Then it was off to Jerry’s property whereby my father set about taking notes for their own property in Australia, Merryn returned to her teenage years and spent time with Wendy’s horses, and I decreased my chance of fathering children by riding a four-wheeler through Jerry’s property. We had a wonderful time in Portland and were sad to leave after such a short stay.
It was a wonderful end to our West coast adventure ~ and great to see Jen’s family again. We finally boarded an overnight flight, looking forward to awaking the next morning in South Bend Indiana.
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