As I sit here on the veranda, outside our room at the Black Walnut Inn, over looking the Willamette Valley and Dundee Hills of Oregon, in what is almost absolute quiet
, except for the chirping of some bird, and an occasional rooster crowing, thinking how beautiful and tranquil it is, and day dreaming about what ever, I am quickly jolted back to reality, as the people in the next room open their door, and I hear them talking, along with the blare of their TV.
Since the initial turmoil of the first couple of days of the trip, things have settled down, and I have been able to relax more, and while we have had some good experiences, and met a number of very nice people, I still can't help but anticipate getting home.
I guess I'm just not cut out for vacations. No matter how much I anticipate going some where, once I get there, I can always find things to be disappointed about, and I am always longing for home.
So why do I persist? Is it because I know mine and Edie's time is limited, so I think we need to cram as much in of the world while we are still able? Why can't I just be content to just stay at home, and enjoy that time together?
Oh well, I think I think I have been rambling on here about absolutely nothing for too long now, and breakfast is being served in about 15 minutes, so I had better get my shower, and get ready to go down stairs to eat. After all, we do have a schedule to keep.
You know, vacations can be very stressful sometimes.
Since the initial turmoil of the first couple of days of the trip, things have settled down, and I have been able to relax more, and while we have had some good experiences, and met a number of very nice people, I still can't help but anticipate getting home.
I guess I'm just not cut out for vacations. No matter how much I anticipate going some where, once I get there, I can always find things to be disappointed about, and I am always longing for home.
So why do I persist? Is it because I know mine and Edie's time is limited, so I think we need to cram as much in of the world while we are still able? Why can't I just be content to just stay at home, and enjoy that time together?
Oh well, I think I think I have been rambling on here about absolutely nothing for too long now, and breakfast is being served in about 15 minutes, so I had better get my shower, and get ready to go down stairs to eat. After all, we do have a schedule to keep.
You know, vacations can be very stressful sometimes.
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I'm glad things are getting better. It certainly looks like a beautiful place.
So, settle an argument for me. Can you pump your own gas in Oregon? And if not, why?