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  • Idaho, Wyoming, and South Dakota

    During my last post I was still waiting on my roof top tent. It ended up taking three days longer than I expected, but it worked out for the best. I met with my grandma, it was good to see her again and it brought me back to the visits I made in my childhood. I also got to reconnect with one of the few cousins I met as a kid, I hadn’t seen or talked to her in over 20 years. We hit it off great, very different lives and experiences, but similar outlooks on life. I wish we could have spent more time together, but I fully expect to come back sometime soon!

    As I’m posting this I’ve had my tent for nearly a month and it’s been amazing! I’ve already tested it through a few lightning storms, a couple rounds of hail, wind, and obnoxious heat. I had a chance for snow, but I wasn’t looking forward to getting stuck in the mountains in Wyoming when I was already low on supplies, so I dipped before it hit.

    After more than a week in southern Oregon and nearly 100 degree temps, I immediately went north. I stopped at Silver Falls Campground so that I could do the Trail of Ten Falls. It was a great trail and I got tons of pictures of different waterfalls, the coolest ones were the ones where you could go behind them and check for treasure. Sadly, the devs were clearly new at this and didn’t put anything behind them. 

    After the falls I went back up to Portland to visit my brother again, he had Ava (a niece of mine) and I wanted to meet her. She is five and super energetic and outgoing. We played for the rest of the day, I stayed the night and we all did breakfast in downtown Portland and played a bit more. I left for an oil change then headed east. I stayed in The Dalles for a couple days before moving on to Boise and my AC promptly died as I set out.

    I spent three nights in Boise. I got in late in the afternoon and took the evening to hike up Table Rock, which overlooks the city. I had my headphones in until I had the thought that there are probably rattlesnakes in the area and that I should pay attention (there were, though I didn’t see any). Not two minutes later I heard I was surprised by this deer. He stood about five feet from me and just kept chomping. No fear at all.

    The next day I took my truck to a mechanic to get the AC looked at while I did some errands and explored the area a little bit. He determined that my blower motor was going out and I had it replaced. It was a fairly slow day, but it was enjoyable. The next morning I got up early and went downtown. I went to Goldy’s Breakfast Bistro and then went to check out Freak Alley. It was really cool and there was too much to get pictures of everything, but it’s definitely worth checking out if you are in Boise. I took a walk through a nearby park and enjoyed a section of the Greenbelt Trail. I stopped in at the Bittercreek Alehouse, the beers were so-so, but the burger was absolutely the best I ever had, every ingredient is locally sourced and/or made in house and it tasted like it! I spent the rest of the afternoon at the library. I started looking for my next campground and realized that everything in Yellowstone and the Grand Teton’s was booked. I made a list of campgrounds that still had some first come first serve sites and just had to try my luck. Having realized that full campgrounds might be a problem for the fall colors, I booked a couple for Maine and New Hampshire in late September. Luckily they only open up six months in advance and there were sites available.

    The next morning I made my way to Wyoming, after about an hour my AC died again. I secured everything and opened all my windows as it was in the 90s. I called ahead to a few shops but they said they didn’t have to ability to troubleshoot my issue. I needed to get to a dealership. I stopped at the first of three campgrounds and found that half the sites were open. Each campground was about an hour away and my most desired was the last one. I talked to the host and asked her what the likelihood of me getting a spot at one of the others was like. She said that since it was a Wednesday, I was probably fine, but if not, I could do dispersed camping right outside the national park. Hearing that, I went straight for the last campground and got in around 7pm, found a great spot and booked it for 6 days. Everything was dusty as hell and with my windows down I had a thick layer of dirt over everything.

    The scenery was amazing, there was a hot springs pool, and for me the highlight was meeting some neighbors, especially Kory and Kelly, from Colorado. We had a couple of chats by the fire that were really helpful in considering what I want to do next. A key point was if you don’t know what your passion is, do something important, by doing that, it will give you time to find your passion and over time, you might find that the impact of doing important work is what inspires passion. They also had these packets called funky flames that you put in the fire which causes the fire to have some blue, purple, and green flames. While here I went through my first thunderstorm and had about 15 minutes of hail. I didn’t have any service so I was relying on other people for weather information. The last day was supposed to have an inch or two of snow. I had about 10 miles of dirt road and summer road tires on and I was low on supplies, so I decided to leave that morning.

    • Limestone cliff in Wyoming
    • baby deer

    Originally I was going to go up to Yellowstone next, but I was itching to drive further, so I decided to save that for another trip and headed to Grand Rapids South Dakota. The Toyota dealership couldn’t get me in for several weeks, but I grabbed a hotel in order to do some laundry and restock and looked for things to check out in South Dakota. I tried some restaurants and didn’t find anything special. The tap house was interesting, though, you get a wristband, then you scan it and pour your own which was great for tasting any of the 54 beers and 48 wines. Sadly, a lot of the taps were taken up with everyday beers and the local stuff wasn’t great. 

    I hadn’t considered the 4th of July and that made things a bit more difficult, but the trick of hitting a first come first serve campground on a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday worked out. The amenities weren’t great, but I was close to some things I wanted to check out, in the black hills. I tried to go to the Wind Caves and the Jewel Caves, but being the 4th, they were free that weekend and I needed to be in line at about 6am to get in on a tour and it was about 40 minutes away. I did explore Custer State Park a bit and saw several herds of bison and drove the Needles Highway. I went and checked out Deadwood which gave me some mixed feelings, there was the quaint historic main street, but everything around it was run down buildings that were smoke shops, gas stations, and bars. I started thinking about it and that was most of what I saw all throughout South Dakota. I had another couple thunderstorms and another round a hail, these pieces were a lot bigger though, about the size of a quarter. It was coming down so hard, I thought it was denting my truck. I got lucky though and both my truck and tent were just fine. After four days in the black hills, I was done. They were fine I guess, but definitely not as interesting as all the advertisements made it sound. I thought about staying in the badlands, but due to the heat and my lack of AC, I chose to drive through them and make my way to Minnesota.

    • Old VW van sitting area inside a warehouse type shop
    • Limestone rock formations
    • Extremely tight fit

    The humidity in Minnesota was instantly noticeable, but the campground had running water and showers. The humidity forced me to go through my clothes faster, but being able to clean up regularly made it much more enjoyable. I did some biking and some hiking and realized you either need to do it first thing in the morning or at like 9pm. Anything during the day will sap your energy so fast. I met some locals, Chris and Ron, for some good dinner and conversation. The evenings were really cool, a bunch of rabbits would come out of the woods and eat the grasses around the campsite and fireflies lit up the darkened boundary to the forest, magical was the best way to describe it. I had been calling around to get my AC fixed and found a dealership that could get me in the next day. So I drove into Minneapolis and found an Airbnb. 

    The dealership did a flush and refill of my refrigerant and thought it might have just been a contaminant in the system, if I still have a problem, I’ll need to replace my expansion valve and evaporator, which is really expensive and requires them to take out my entire dashboard. I haven’t really been able to test it, because it’s been relatively cool and the problem doesn’t really show up until the AC has to work hard.

    I absolutely love the city. I’ve checked out a few restaurants and they’ve all been amazing. There’s so many interesting things going on, plenty of walkable and bikeable areas. I’ve found it really easy to talk to random people. There seems to be a large Somali presence here and it’s heartening to see the obvious displays of acceptance. There’s a ton of new experiences to be had. There’s also an integration between the residential areas and small businesses that I’m not used to and is really interesting. Several of the cafes, restaurants, and grocery stores are on the corner of a neighborhood. There are malls and dedicated areas for shopping, but for everyday things it seems like you can just walk down the street, which is really cool. The last instance of this that I noticed was in the library system. Instead of a couple central locations there are dozens of smaller locations all through out the city

    As I’m writing this, the Toyota dealership is replacing my AC evaporator and expansion valve. I’m about to head out to another state park. I expect I’ll be back here after that or I’ll be up in Duluth. Several locals have said that that’s their favorite area of the state.

    Wall graffiti in a Cuban restaurant
    Victor’s 1959 Cafe
  • Washington and Oregon

    Washington and Oregon

    I made it to Washington and to my friends, John and Courtney, it was such a relief to rest from all the driving and the constant pressure I put myself under. I really enjoyed spending a week with them. 

    I got to meet, Morgan, who is almost two and loves trucks, we watched several YouTube videos of garbage trucks collecting garbage. I spent a bit of time just relaxing and recharging. But I also wanted to spend a lot of time with everyone, so we did some yard work and some walks. I did some solo excursions when everyone was working. I was there for memorial day and Courtney’s birthday, so we did a stroll through Ikea and I babysat Morgan while John and Courtney went to a nice dinner. 

    • Dozens of individually painted rocks near the sidewalk.
    • Moss covered concrete bridge
    • 20ish baby geese with 5 or so adults standing guard

    Patricia is a friend we made at Electric Forest, she’s been living in Washington so we met up, had some lunch then walked through the Washington Park Arboretum. We talked for a good 4 hours. She has plans to move to Nashville and possibly back to New Jersey, so I am hoping to meet up with her again.

    Pat was at EDC in Vegas and a side trip to Denver for most of my visit, but we had a day of overlap. We went to a Tsukemen Ramen place (thick noodles on the side and dipped in the broth) after which we went back to John and Courtney’s and all hung out for a bit. Pat is always an uplifting presence. 

    The next day I repacked, including my jackery and powered cooler, which John and Courtney were holding for me, and headed to Portland to visit some family.

    I drove down to the Portland area to meet with my dad, my stepmom, Terri, and my step-sisters, Holly and Adina. Almost as soon as I arrived we went to the Happy Valley Station which is a large eating area surrounded by 15 or 20 food trucks and a 30 tap bar. We came back here again later and it was great both times. We then went back and watched Hail Mary, which I really enjoyed. The first couple days was just about catching up and spending time with the family. Here are some random images from the trails around town that I did.

    The weather was great and there was a ton of stuff going on in the Portland area. At this point it was May 30th, Adina and I went on a hike from the Portland arboretum up to Pittock Mansion. We came across a wedding ceremony on a trail overlook and did a quick look around the mansion. I didn’t feel like paying to go inside, but it had a great view of Portland. We stopped at Deschutes Brewery for lunch and on our way back she wanted to show me the Saturday market and the park along the river. We were sidetracked by the 100th birthday of the Burnside Bridge. It was closed to traffic and had a bunch of artist stalls, food trucks, and a stage with several bands. We then walked down the river, but the park was taken up by the rose festival, which had used the park to set up a bunch of carnival rides.

    The other standout thing we did was the Hopscotch immersive art installation. This was a really cool place that mixed light and sound in a several different ways and most of the exhibits were interactive or surrounded you. It was really great just to experience the effect of each exhibit and then, later, try to figure out how it was accomplished.

    • Hundreds of led spheres suspended on lines hanging from the ceiling. I'm walking through the matrix
    • It's a ball pit where all the balls are clear and there are a bunch of LEDs underneath lighting it up in different colors
    • A maze of clear glass with positive messages and images written on all the panes and lit up in all sorts of colors
    • A maze of clear glass with positive messages and images written on all the panes and lit up in all sorts of colors

    On my last day I did a guided awakened breath session with Holly. This was a really intense and powerful experience that put me into an altered state, with some hallucinations but more importantly it allowed me to connect better with my physical experience and my feelings, it felt very much like a therapy session. I’m not ready to share my experience online, but I would definitely recommend trying it. If you have any interest, you can get in contact with Holly through her website.

    I wanted to give myself some time after that to process it some, before heading out, as I was on my way to see my brother, before leaving Portland. I wasn’t sure about doing this because we haven’t talked in years and the last few times were not pleasant. It ended up being fine, I only spent an hour or so with him and we talked about what we had going on in our lives. I am thinking of returning to meet my niece Ava.

    My next stop was a campground 20 miles east of Tillamook, I had free choice of the campground as one of two people there. It was a great spot, but this was also the start of several days of rain. I spent the next day going up the coast to Astoria. I went to the column and inadvertently went on a hike. I wanted to see the Cathedral tree, which was supposed to be like a quarter mile. It turned out that the boardwalk was out and there was a detour on a bike trail, which ended up being almost two miles. It was on and off sprinkling, but nothing too bad, the under brush was soaking wet. Coming back I saw the boardwalk sign again and decided to see what was wrong with it. I couldn’t find anything, except the handrail, but it also turned out to be a different boardwalk. I ended up about a mile an a half away from were I started. It was almost completely uphill and it was POURING down rain. I got back to my car and made my way to the top of the column and then headed back. It rained all night long. I want to start adding some videos, but I need to learn how to edit them first.

    The next morning I packed up and visited the Devil’s Punchbowl on my way to the next campsite which was an RV Park in Waldport. I had a break in the weather and the punchbowl was really cool to see. Because I hit it a little after low tide, I was able to go down into it as well.

    I got to the RV park in Waldport and got my tent set up just in time, it started raining and it was only going to get worse. I didn’t realize I’d be setting up in an open field and it would become a problem later. I relaxed and spent most of the rest of the day in the tent. The next morning I went down to Heceta Lighthouse and walked along “Hobbit Trail”, it was readily apparent why it was called that. 

    I stopped for some lunch and grocery shopping, I was delaying a bit because I wanted to get to Thor’s Well closer to high tide, but that wasn’t until 6pm and I had a bit of a drive back to camp so I hit it around 3pm. I love the tide pools and the well was as impressive as I’d heard. I made it back to camp and got to meet Franklin! The storm was getting worse and the next day would be the most intense.

    Red-foot tortoise

    I was staying at camp as a rest day, but also I wasn’t sure how bad the storm would be. It started as mostly rain and was just fine, but in the afternoon the wind was picking up. At around 3pm the rain was coming down in sheets and the wind was 25-30mph with gusts of 45mph. By about 4 the rain was done and it was just the wind, I figured the worst was over, but at almost 5pm, this happened to my tent.

    I packed up everything immediately and drove two hours to the nearest REI in Eugene, they did a full refund. I thought about picking up another tent, but since my roof top tent should be in with in a few days, I decided I’d stay in a hotel that night and then in my truck. I showered up, did all my laundry, charged all my devices and took off for my next campground, I already had reservations.

    I got to Sunny Valley Campground and was amazed at the amenities. They had a store, hot showers, a cleaning station, a volley ball net, and a pool. I asked if they minded that I was going to sleep in my truck and they gave me a spare tent to use! It was a bit noisy being so close to the highway, but the hotel in Eugene was much worse. The storm and rain was gone too, the weather showed nothing by bright and sunny for as far as it would show. I ended up extending for the rest of the week. I went on a hike, explored the area, but mostly just enjoyed being outdoors

  • ALCAN Highway

    ALCAN Highway

    The first night gave me a reality check for what I was doing and forced me to recognize that I need to plan a little better. I intended to get to Tok around 3pm and find a place to camp, ideally for free. I hadn’t eaten enough because I was trying to get on the road, was late leaving and didn’t get in until around 730. I decided to stay at a campground, because it was too late and I was too tired to spend time looking for something free. But it was also very isolating because I was the only one camping there. I got setup but it was going to take too much time and be too difficult to cook a meal, so I ate a protein bar and went to sleep.

    • Me in front of my truck, just before I leave
    • Traveling companion is a turtle Squishmallow named Watson
    • First morning camp site
    • Coffee setup showing scale, hand grinder, and metal plates to create a pour over

    I woke up refreshed, made some coffee, packed up and got on the road. Part of my issue is that I am limited on what I can have easy access to and most of my cooking gear was secondary. I wanted to take the drive through Canada slower and enjoy it, but it’s an environment that I just don’t enjoy camping in. Gas was also $9 a gallon through much of Canada! All that said, I decided to drive straight through most of it.

    Beautiful long landscape near the south end of Kluane Lake

    I made it to Whitehorse the second day. It was a lot nicer than I remember when I drove up, I think it was the difference of showing up in spring instead of winter. I was able to pick up some things I forgot and some fresh vegetables. Though, my cooler was waiting for me in Washington, so I couldn’t grab much in the way of fresh foods.

    On the third day I had planned to go to Watson lake and see the sign post forest. I have an app that claimed there was free camping near by and I was going to stay there. I got there and was able to explore the forest, but when I got out it was pouring down rain and there were a bunch of no camping signs. I decided to continue on to Liard Hot Springs, 20 minutes down the road and it was a beautiful evening of sunshine. I was planning on staying here the following night, but I’m glad I showed up a day early. It gave me all of day four as a rest day.

    This was the first place where there were other people, I got one of the last few spots in the campground. I ended up talking to a few different people, most of them locals just up for the weekend. I took my bike out and got some up close pictures of some Bison, before turning around. I didn’t realize it at the time since I was focused on the one glaring at me, but further back there was a new born. Unfortunately, I completely forgot to get a picture of the hot springs themselves.. I was too focused on relaxing!

    • Three adult bison and a new born in the back
    • Single bison eating grass
    • Moose feeding in a marsh land with a mountain in the background

    I spent some time reorganizing my packing situation. I was trying to reduce how many things I needed to pull out for any specific task and created a quick access bin for my most used things; coffee and snacks mostly. I packed everything up this night because I had a long way to go tomorrow and wanted to get an early start.

    Day five was mostly uneventful, but I got some amazing views of the landscape. I made it all the way down to Dawson Creek, where I got a hotel room for a much needed shower. 

    Day six, I made it to Cache Creek, I pulled in around 7pm and really wanted to keep going. I had six more hours to drive to get to my friend, John’s house, but everything I read about the rest of the way was a winding cliffside road, so I overnighted here.

    Day seven, my last day driving! I got started and was immediately glad that I had waited til the daylight to make the drive. The view was absolutely stunning. It’s a lot of rolling hill farm land, but in the mountains. The road was along a cliff, following the Fraser river. The border crossing, wasn’t too bad, maybe a 20 minute delay. From there it was another few hours to John’s. I’m spending a bit of time here, visiting friends, repacking (I have a powered cooler and a jackery to add), and planning the next stage.

  • Adventure

    Over the past several months I’ve been planning and preparing to go on an extended road trip. I have spent time getting my vehicle and gear ready, I left my job last week and I’m set to leave this week on Wednesday the 13th.

    I had my brakes replaced, a deck installed, and bought a roof rack. I’m considering a roof top tent, but wanted to test out my enjoyment of the plan before I committed to that. I am also considering a kayak or cargo. Currently, I have some traction boards in case I get stuck. I also badly needed some touch up of the paint so I had that taken care of as well. Here’s the before and after.

    • Front left view, dirty vehicle, paint is missing clear coat
    • Front right view, clean and shiny, like new
    • Rear left view, dirty vehicle, paint is missing clear coat
    • Left rear view, clean and shiny, like new
    • Right rear view, dirty vehicle, paint is missing clear coat
    • Right rear view, clean and shiny, like new
    • Interior, dirty vehicle
    • Interior, clean and like new

    I have all the regular camping/backpacking gear, as well as clothes for all seasons and types of weather, tools for any basic vehicle work. As far as fun an entertainment goes, I am bringing my bike, a fishing rod, both of my guitars (electric and acoustic), books, and all of my electronics. For the driving I have hundreds of audiobooks, podcasts, and music. Here are some pictures from my final test pack.

    I’m going to stay flexible and open to exploring, but my tentative plan is to head towards Banff via, Tok, Haines Junction, Watson Lake, Laird Hot Springs, Pink Mountain, and Grand cache. After that, I need to plan my route to the Seattle area!

  • Australia – Day 2

    Australia – Day 2

    Today was another day of exploring, I went to a highly rated bakery new the circular quay. It was decent, but clearly an on-the-go situation for all the people heading to office work. After that I went and checked out the Observatory Hill before walking across the Sydney Harbour Bridge. As far as I could tell, there was one level for cars, four lanes in each direction. I couldn’t see the west side, as it was for bikes only, but the east side (pedestrians only) was a walking path for both directions. The wind kept it comfortable there were some cool views, though there was a high anti-climbing fence, so it wasn’t great for photos.

    On the opposite side I went to see Wendy Whiteley’s Secret Garden. It was pretty well hidden behind what looked like natural foliage, there were a couple small cutouts that I would have missed without a marble post draw my attention. I don’t know if it was the time of year, but walking early in the morning was pretty creepy. It had a bunch of switch-back trails that led down to some train tracks. There was an open air shed that was falling apart, some dirty and mangled chairs and table, most of the flowers were decaying and wilted. On the ground and high up in the trees were Bush Turkeys, which give an unsettling vibe when they are just sitting there watching you. As I walked through I ran through some cobwebs and remembered about the eight-legged dangers I couldn’t see. I left shortly after that.

    At that point I walked to Mosman, which was not that interesting. Lots of small shops, I found my way into a residential area that was upscale. I sat at a park for a bit and watched some people practicing cricket batting, did some reading and just enjoyed the outdoors. At this point it was late in the afternoon and it was 97 degrees. My feet were starting to blister and I had hiking to do the next two days, so I took a bus back to the hostel. I cleaned up and went to the roof top bar to eat, drink, and read. There weren’t many people to talk to and they looked busy. I watched as in the span of 20 minutes, the temperature dropped 15 degrees. A thunderstorm had rolled in and dumped buckets. It wouldn’t have been the worst thing be stuck out in it but I was comfortable with a beer and enjoyed the change in atmosphere.

    Pouring rain from a rooftop bar with the Sydney Opera House in the distance.

    I realize now that I didn’t take many pictures this day. This is something I know that I need to work on, for myself and this blog. I also need to get better about posting and improving the site! 😅

  • Australia

    Australia

    Travel

    I left on Valentine’s Day, my sister drove me to the airport and picked up her friend Miles in the same trip, so that was convenient. I said my goodbyes and got on the 1am to LA. I landed at around 7am and my flight to Sydney wasn’t until 530pm. None of my travel options were particularly good. This one was the least travel time and put me in Sydney at 730am. 

    I thought about leaving the airport, but I wasn’t interested in seeing or doing anything in LA, so I spent the layover reading and listening to music and podcasts, walking around and people watching. The flight from LA to Sydney was 15 hours, I think. I was served dinner, did some reading, then slept, when I woke up I had some breakfast and talked to my neighbor. She was the manager in the Hot wheels department at Mattel. She gave me some recommendations for things to do in Sydney (most of which I had planned) and some restaurants to check out; The Grounds of Alexandria, Ms. G’s, Bar Totti’s, Mr. Wong’s.

    Day 1

    Once landed, I switched over to my Australian eSim for mobile data and tested it out, everything worked, though slowly through the next couple days, my contact name and pictures became just numbers. I could figure out who it was based on the conversation, but it meant I spent less time updating people with my trip. I collected my luggage and used public transportation to get to my hostel, which I was staying in for the first two nights. I took a train to circular quay and then walked the half-mile to YHA Sydney Harbour. It was in a section of the city called The Rocks which is a historic district and holds some of the oldest streets and pubs in Sydney. I wasn’t able to check in until the afternoon, so I took a bird bath, changed, and stored my luggage while I went and explored.

    Large open space for people to hang out and eat.
    Common area of the YHA Sydney Harbour Hostel
    Large kitchen with two cooking stations and central refrigerators and food storage.
    Half of the kitchen there are two more cooking stations to the left

    My first stop was to get some coffee and an early lunch. I decided to go to Alexandria on the Grounds and I choose to walk because I wanted to get a sense of the area. Maps said it’d would be an hour and a half, but I was ok with it. The temperature was in the low 80s and I was just taking in the city. After 30 minutes of 75 degrees at 85% humidity, I checked to make sure I was heading the right direction and I noticed that one street over was The Grounds in the City, same restaurant, different location. This one had a higher rating on google and I discovered that had I kept walking I would have arrived at the one in Alexandria 20 minutes too late. It was delicious; zucchini, tomato, chickpeas, eggplant ratatouille, kale pesto, herbed labneh, and sourdough toast.

    Before I had arrived there were at least 3 people that had mentioned the coffee being a lot better than in America. This was my first experience of it and I came to realize, they were just going to the wrong places in America. At this place you could choose your type of espresso and the bean (just like any reasonably nice coffee shop in America), most the time you just choose your espresso drink and it is exactly as you would expect, many places also did pour over.

    I happened to be right next to the Queen Victoria Building (QVB). This is a building constructed in the late 1800s, inside is a long narrow mall. I ended up going through here a couple times because there is a train stop in the basement and a light rail just outside.

    I spent an hour or two just wandering the streets in this area. I stumbled across some cool shops and a bookstore that I would later learn were recommended points of interest on reddit. Because of how little space I had I ended up just buying a single thing to bring back and it wasn’t until the day I was leaving, but it was nice to just explore the area.

    I decided to head back towards Barangaroo, Dawes Point, and The Rocks. All through out this area there are plaques and signs explaining the history of the area. One particularly interesting section was the Nurses Walk. It’s a short walk through some alleys passing by some cafes and galleries and explains that it was the site of the first hospital, setup in the late 1700s and the walk commemorates the nurses who worked in the area.

    In the late afternoon, I realized I have been outside in the sun all day and completely forgot about sunscreen. I picked some up on my way back to the hostel, took a quick tour around. There was a small museum displaying the things found on the dig site in the center of the hostel, mostly plates and pottery. The most depressing part was that they put a piece from 1994. Museums are for old things!

    After 40-something hours, I was finally able to properly clean up and it felt amazing. I did a little bit of reading and just as I was drifting off to sleep we had a fire alarm. I don’t know what caused it, but it gave me 20 minutes or so to chat with some other guests while we waited for the fire department to give us the all clear. At that point, I went straight back to bed and passed out.