Little gas station heree in Ft. Bragg has Nag Champa incense and rolling papers. Ah, NoCal.
Nancy say: By the time we reached Mendocino, it felt more and more like the North Coast that I fell in love with 30 years ago. I ended up almost to Oregon back then, but the terrain, people, weather and towns are very similar. It is something special, with the chilly, rocky, wild coastline, the seemingly never-ending fog sometimes breaking in to glorious sun melting away the gloom, the jokes about people rusting not tanning up here. The rugged, frizzy-haired people who call this coast home. The green, green, and more green, the redwood forests. One does begin to believe in leprechauns. Oh, the hiding places. What do they do with the banana slugs, larger than they are? I haven't seen one yet, but I know they're there, I can sense them.
Mendocino blessed us with some real finds shopping-wise. This makes us hipocrites since we criticize how overly cutesy and touristy it is, yet we're first in line for the folksy-earthy-sweet farmer's market and loaded up on beautiful harvest-season goodies. (jack's note: found best oysters yet at this market. prepped 'em up that night out on the deck, in the rain, and slupped 'em right there. truly a primal experience.)
Also, I found the world's best used book store, a good thing indeed. Every book in that place seemed to be a winner, and already I'm completely swept away by this hilarious novel about a nice Jewish guy in New York, and his life, told from the viewpoint of the well-educated and insightful cockroaches who are trying to live in his home. It seems to be brilliant. Also a beautiful old copy of Old Man And the Sea, and a few other treasures for my Santa Fe reading later. (jack's note: been reading Vine Deloria "Red Earth, White Lies". Good thing about Deloria, you know his biases right up front. )
For all of you who are wondering: No, we're not sick of each other yet. I think we're more in love than ever. (jack's note..I agree. Don't think there's anyone else in the world I would want to be with right now, doing this)
Last night was Date Night, which was going to the laundromat. We'd never been to one together. Do you know how expensive they are!?? It's an outrage! Nevertheless, we had a wonderful date there, washing all of our several items of clothing, running back and forth to the truck and the other romantic date venue in the rain (Long's Drugs, next door). I read Jack some of my cockroach book, he got little styrofoam thingies of guacamole and salsa for bright-light laundromat dining, while the dryers ran.
10-/15
We're hanging around the mendocino-ft. bragg area today, looking for pix, and just taking it easy, with little driving, hopefully.
Here are some pix...more writing to follow.....
Nancy say: By the time we reached Mendocino, it felt more and more like the North Coast that I fell in love with 30 years ago. I ended up almost to Oregon back then, but the terrain, people, weather and towns are very similar. It is something special, with the chilly, rocky, wild coastline, the seemingly never-ending fog sometimes breaking in to glorious sun melting away the gloom, the jokes about people rusting not tanning up here. The rugged, frizzy-haired people who call this coast home. The green, green, and more green, the redwood forests. One does begin to believe in leprechauns. Oh, the hiding places. What do they do with the banana slugs, larger than they are? I haven't seen one yet, but I know they're there, I can sense them.
Mendocino blessed us with some real finds shopping-wise. This makes us hipocrites since we criticize how overly cutesy and touristy it is, yet we're first in line for the folksy-earthy-sweet farmer's market and loaded up on beautiful harvest-season goodies. (jack's note: found best oysters yet at this market. prepped 'em up that night out on the deck, in the rain, and slupped 'em right there. truly a primal experience.)
Also, I found the world's best used book store, a good thing indeed. Every book in that place seemed to be a winner, and already I'm completely swept away by this hilarious novel about a nice Jewish guy in New York, and his life, told from the viewpoint of the well-educated and insightful cockroaches who are trying to live in his home. It seems to be brilliant. Also a beautiful old copy of Old Man And the Sea, and a few other treasures for my Santa Fe reading later. (jack's note: been reading Vine Deloria "Red Earth, White Lies". Good thing about Deloria, you know his biases right up front. )
For all of you who are wondering: No, we're not sick of each other yet. I think we're more in love than ever. (jack's note..I agree. Don't think there's anyone else in the world I would want to be with right now, doing this)
Last night was Date Night, which was going to the laundromat. We'd never been to one together. Do you know how expensive they are!?? It's an outrage! Nevertheless, we had a wonderful date there, washing all of our several items of clothing, running back and forth to the truck and the other romantic date venue in the rain (Long's Drugs, next door). I read Jack some of my cockroach book, he got little styrofoam thingies of guacamole and salsa for bright-light laundromat dining, while the dryers ran.
10-/15
We're hanging around the mendocino-ft. bragg area today, looking for pix, and just taking it easy, with little driving, hopefully.
Here are some pix...more writing to follow.....
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