I Can't Drive 35

I spent the morning walking around 'Old Town' Eureka. My original intent was to peek in at the Eureka location of the art gallery I used to work at in Austin. They seem to be doing great, lots of familiar artists, and some really interesting new ones. I asked the owner to help me track down a piece from one of my favorite artists, his wife actually knew the exact piece I was talking about, so hopefully I'll get an email about it soon! I don't know if I'll be able to afford it, but I've kicked myself ever since the gallery closed for not having bought it then. While talking shop a bit, I got some somber news, turns out my old manager at the Austin shop passed away :(

At the recommendation of the gallery owner, I had lunch at a cool little place called Lost Coast Brewery, I've never actually had tofu tacos before, they were delicious! Talked to my friend Pedro for a bit on the phone, he hooked me up with a place to crash with one of his friends in Portland - score! After lunch I continued walking around town, Eureka is an adorable little town! The sun felt so nice I really hated the idea of getting back in the car, but I had a lot of road to cover, so in I went.


Driving along the coast was so pretty! There were lots of places to pull off for pictures, and I did my best not to pull off at all of them - still got quite a few in though ;)

About 30 miles south of Oregon I got the first speeding ticket of the trip :( I was going 50 in a 35 - damn these little mountain towns! ;) At first the cop was extremely rude and condescending towards me, but by the end of it my Texas charm had him laughing, joking around and wishing me a safe trip. Its weird, California tickets don't have the fee scale printed on the back, so I have no clue if I owe $100 or $500? He was also very insistent that the court could require me to appear in person to clear up the ticket, ha right.....

Soon after, I got to the most beautiful Motel 6 I have ever seen. I'm convinced there are no ugly views in Oregon, because there is no other way to justify my getting to watch a beautiful sunset over the water right from my room. Although I do kind of suspect that this location didn't start out as a Motel 6 - its too nice, and theres even a hot tub! As someone who has been touring Motel 6's for over a week now, I've got to tell you, Motel 6s never have hot tubs! I hadn't planned on needing a bathing suit on this trip, but I also wasn't about to miss out on a chance to get in :) The best I could do to improvise was cutoff shorts and a tank top - the water felt sooo good! I only had the tub to myself for a few lovely minutes, but the company that eventually joined me was nice too - to be honest, I've been going a bit stir crazy with Phoenix being on the receiving end of the majority of my recent conversations ;)