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?