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Journal of a Road Warrior – Originally Posted March 16th, 2010

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Well… Sometimes I cannot find internet, but none the less…I shall blog, you better believe.

Library House - Day 2 - Bellingham

I type this sitting on the deck of what one referred to it as a co-op home. The occupancy numeration is undetermined, the walls are littered with posters about the inner soul and BoyzIIMen (apparently the B2M is a “family heirloom) and the wonderful souls that I have met who live here are into ‘circus, yoga and healing. PLUS there is an alternative library that occupies the 2nd floor. Crazy wonderful ay? They weren’t even the people I was suppose to couch surf with…it just kind of happened after a successful movie showing at the Old Foundry thanks to Naomi and Seeds of Change. Donovan and his partner Hillary were on hand to make a batch of humus with delicious fallafel and Jack, an old crooner from Georgia filled in with song as well as the bearded and very Emile Hirsch-esque Eric, who also has a pension for whipping out a physical trick or two. Not making much sense ay? One of those you had to be there moments to really appreciate it. It was a wonderful day in Bellingham…the ride here was super tough, but I am hoping the rest goes well.

Trees, Water and Chucknut

Off the Anacortes and beyond!

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Photo of the Day – Surfing and Wellness

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Paramahansa Yogananda. I stood by the entrance to the Self Realization Fellowship and tried to pronounce it’s founder’s name five times. No luck, so I did a round of Peter Piper to make myself feel better. Only after reading a bit did I understand what this place in the middle of Encinitas was about. And I mean THE MIDDLE of Encinitas. You can’t ignore it. The grounds for this temple like complex are vast. As you can see from the sign, prospective surfers crossing the road must first figure their way around the outer walls or dare to walk through the courtyard, possibly to be haranged by a passing follower or member of the fellowship. I was quite excited by the term fellowship. I did my best Gollum imitation to myself and giggled. How immature.

The Odd Couple - Surfing and Self Realization

Photo of the Day – A Dedicated Bench

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The morning had been spent with a lovely family that I was staying with just outside of Raymond, Washington. When I waved goodbye, it was not just to those people, but to that landscape. Biking through mudflats lined with small towns with restaurants advertising the oysters that made the area famous, I felt that something foreign was near at hand. I had to think a bit, gather my thoughts, sort out what was happening. I found the perfect place to do so. In a non-distinct town, on a bench, that if you looked over your shoulder while sitting on it, you’d be met with the blinkless stare of chocolate cows munching on all things green across the river.

A dedicated bench, facing an unnamed town

 

Not just any bench, a dedicated bench to the beloved town historian. If I had met him, I think my first question would have been “what town?” After I got over the sting of the deserved slap I would incur, I would have shook his hand in honest respect for being so dedicated to keeping this random part of nowhere’s history alive, written down and accessible. Maybe that’s why he was so beloved and had this bench put where it was. The bench presented a view of the unique character of this place, distinct from everywhere else, something that Ol’ Gilbert respected and knew was worth preserving. I sat and smiled at the tradition, the cows, the honest to God identity of this special piece of yummy cake.