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I don’t know what day it is but i know it’s been too long since our last post. So Here’s a Recap:
Sadness dripping from my face in my last Seattle coffeeshop.
We sold our beloved VW diesel Golf the night before we set out on the road. It was definitely one of those things that was meant to be.
Our first meal out of the Eurovan at Golden Gardens.
Eggs on toast with salt, pepper, and paprika. Delicious!
Our first morning out at Index. We read around the fire all morning.
Kristine lookin’ so good!
Kristine lovin’ on some rocks.
A candid shot part way up Mt. Persus.
Filtering much needed water on Mt. Persus.
*I’m still an HTML retard and spent a long time trying to format this better, but it is what it is.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!!!!!
HAHAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAA
MY CAPS LOCK STORMED THE CASTLE
LIKE THE DOOR KRISTINE AND I RAN OUT OF LATE YESTERDAY
WE NEARLY RIPPED THE HINGES OFF THE WALL
WE KICKED AND SCREAMED AND RAN INTO A BAR AT FOUR
(WITH CO-WORKERS OF COURSE)
IT WAS SWEET SWEET SWEET!
WE LET LOOSE FOR OUR DAILY PORTRAIT LIKE A CALVIN AND HOBBES DANCE SEQUENCE… THE PICTURES SAY IT ALL!
Kristine and I will take a standard portrait of each other every day of the trip, starting today, with the hopes that we capture as much change by the end of the trip as the water fountains in the Plaza of Kansas City. We’ll only post one picture a week in the page ‘Portraits’. We won’t be posting every days picture thinking that you can’t watch a flower grow if you stare at it, but we will make a virtual flip-book of each of us at the end of the trip that is made up of all the pictures. There’ll be incremental satisfaction each week as one new portrait pops up every Sunday, all leading up to the grand finale and the explosion of all our portraits.
We’re kicking this off with pictures taken this morning after cooking our first meal out of the eurovan at Golden Gardens Park. It was a beautiful morning, windy, and the lake was filled with sailboats, kick surfers, and wind surfer.
Our meal was simple: toast, cream cheese, scrambled egg, salt, peper, and a bit of paprika, which Kristine noted was especially good with the egg. Stove top espresso was icing on the cake, which we enjoying laying in the grass, soaking the rays.
Two notes about the pictures:
1. My picture is a bit blurry. This was due to a technical issue that should be resolved for future portraits.
2. I shaved yesterday. It was explicitly for the beginning of the beginning and I won’t shave again until 2010, unless of course Kristine stops kissing me goodnight.
danish candlesticks
Like a crow, I scavenge through piles of trash in search of treasure. No thrift store is left before I cruise through the tattered furniture and household sections to find some cheap treasure or trinket. I am distracted by the shiny bits that may be something beautiful. I slam the brakes for a broken chair with a good soul. Drawn to patterns, to shapes, to texture and color, I find myself with collections of Scandinavian wares, mid century pieces, ceramics, retro electronics, and Eames era accessories. From Catherineholm enamelware, to a motley assortment of walnut furniture, lamps, Dansk pieces, fondue pots, linens, wool blankets, and handmade pottery.
hand painted ceramic birds
My house has been full of these knick-knacks. Some are on display, some are used every day. Lovingly, I have surrounded myself with this assortment of beautiful & peculiar objects as a child would it’s toys.
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But, the seasons have changed and this bird has to fly. The trip will require us to travel light, only keeping what we need and will fit in the Eurovan. There will be a few boxes stored at my parents house for when we land again. So I posted my life on Craigslist, sold to the highest bidder.
Now I am down to just a few last items and feeling clean and fresh. I am ready to head south for the winter .
This is what our driveway looked like at the beginning of September:
Then we decided that the VW Golf was just too small to be our home on the road. Initially we hadn’t even thought twice about it because its mileage had completely blinded us. We averaged over 50 mpg on our road trip down to Northern California earlier this Spring. We have been spoiled rotten with very infrequent trips to the gas station.
We started looking for the perfect road hog to be our new home for the next few months. We didn’t want to sacrifice mileage but we clearly needed a lot more room. The solution: A 1993 Eurovan CL.
In 1993 Volkswagen came out with three different models of the Eurovan: CL, GL, and WV. Each model comes a little closer to a camper. A camper would make us feel retired, we’d fit in at the parking lot of all you can eat buffets, and it was undeniably not the vive we were going for. And that explains why we chose the simplest model(that and we were able to keep our pocket book a little fatter).
Then one day it all happened at once. We had our eye on the perfect, or nearly perfect, eurovan and prudently decided to buy it even though we’d then be proud owners three vehicles. While we were on our way to pick up the Eurovan I got a call about the BMW. We returned home just in time for the prospective buyers to take it out for a spin. They were dazzled by all it’s BMWness and bought it right then.
The day after we drove the Eurovan home I removed the middle bench seat. I laid down in my new living room and thought it was very similar to the studio apartment I lived in for a few months in Capital Hill. Spacious!
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