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Daddy?, What Do Jellyfish Taste Like?
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Daddy?, What Do Jellyfish Taste Like? Vacations: The only time in our lives that we actually let our guards down and don't give a rat's ass about what anyone thinks! Or at least that's what it seems anyway! I'm a people watcher. Just give me something to drink and park me on a bench in a mall, on the street, or in this case, at the Beach and I'll be completely entertained! Cheap Date Huh? It seems as though people let it all hang loose when on vacation, throwing caution to the wind, not caring what anybody thinks, and above all not paying that much attention to their surroundings, and I'm the same way. I was recently down on the Oregon coast, Seaside and surrounding vicinity's to be exact to get away from life's daily routine's and of course get some much deserved rest and relaxation which I did for the most part. It's always funny to me that we as a whole we tend to generally plan out all of our activities as not to miss anything that we came to see, where as with me I just play it by ear and stop to take in things that interest me at that moment in time where ever I might be. And no matter where you go you can't help hearing partial conversations of those around you most of which everyone ignores except for me! Hence Haystack Rock in Cannon Beach. Now I grew up in the outskirts of Portland Or. and used to frequent the coast regularly, but apparently in my advancing age I seem not to remember some of the things that you don't do, such as parking in the city center and then hitting the beach to see Haystack Rock. It just so happened to be quite foggy that day, which was a surprise as generally in late August it's not, so you could not see down the beach so I headed out in the direction of the site. Being as foggy as it was you couldn't see that far ahead so I just kept going and going and going until after almost 3 miles in the distance was my target and once I got there the tide was coming in and the fog was making it more of an outline so taking pictures was a lesson in fog patients as you had to wait for the right moment to take your picture. Did I ever mention that even though I like to walk, that walking long distances is another story? So anyway got pictures, and headed the other 3 miles back on the sand. Now, I'll admit that I'm not in the greatest of shape, and I do like to walk, but by the time I got back it was now painful, cold, and I was out of breath. As I'm walking up the stairs to the street, there was a young couple with what I'm going to guess was their much older in-laws, standing and talking about going and seeing the Rock, which at that point, completely out of breath, I said, "Unless your into LONG distance walking, and wish to make the 6 mile trek to see something that is really not there, my suggestion would be to buy a postcard and photograph it!" The young man gave me the dirtiest look while the older gentleman started to laugh and said that was a great idea!! Later on after I had replenished the oxygen to my brain, I thought about what I had said for all of about two seconds and decided I'm on vacation to hell with it! More to come............  |
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