I don't even know if this is the right map, but we've been out since 8 this morning (that's 8 am Pacific Time, kids) driving through mountainous epic scenes and scabby brushy tundras going all around and up and through the Cascade Loop (I think) and swimming and eating and singing and finally we got back around to here. Back home. Because (I know, I know, it's getting old) I live here now.
We live here. It reminds me of being all hippied-out and there was a sign up in Vermont as we were going down to this lake to get all baked out that said "WELCOME TO VERMONT" only someone had blacked-out (greened-out, really) the L so it said "WE COME TO VERMONT" and every time I say I live here I think about that in my head. We Come To Seattle.
It's really killer, and the landscape is breathtaking, and the bison is good, and the scenes are vast, and the soundtrack keeps getting better and better. I am going to sell a bunch of shit so that I can have even less debt and even less shit.
Pictures to follow. Must rest.
xx
Victoria
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