The journey back to Baja has begun. Last week I drove from Missoula to Eugene with a stop for the day in Portland. My dear friend LeBrie and I meet at Por Que No Taqueria for fish tacos, people watching and good laughs. LeBrie currently has an art show up of her felt creations like no other at Wolff Gallery . The gallery was closed on the day I was there. Since I’m in Oregon for 6 weeks, a trip back to Portland is in the works to see the show before it closes.
It’s a beautiful time of year to be in Oregon. It’s still green with fall colors happening and a bounty of late-blooming fruits. There is not a lack of fun things to do and good friends to do them with. In a couple of weeks a group of us are gathering to go about town in Eugene creating public art. Details to come. Yesterday, my plan was to drive up to Waldo Lake , one of the largest natural lakes in Oregon. However, I spotted a creative writing class that started last night. I made the choice to sign up. Waldo Lake is calling too. I’ve never been there but will answer the call this month.
My first snafu of this journey was last night. Parking is scarce downtown so I parked in the parking garage below the library. After class, a classmate and I walked to our cars together. The garage door had been closed for the night. It never occurred to me that would happen! Jackie, classmate, drove me home. This morning a friend drove me back to the library. I’ll be contributing $17 to the City of Eugene for the parking ticket. It gave me pause to think of some of my snafus this year (such as 4 different flat tires). Each time, I was in a safe place, there was always someone who felt like an angel show up to help. Lesson: stay calm, it always works out and there is always dessert at Sweet Life