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so i exceeded the word limit of the last post and am continuing here. the first couple of days we drove on the CA-1 and the last couple of days on the 101. although the CA-1 is very scenic it has several curving and winding roads and they get to one after a point. if you want to take your own sweet time and make many stops then take the 1 else stay with the 101 or do we like we did - combine the travel on the two :)
the 101 too has given us some extremely beautiful views and vistas. oregon country is gorgeous, the redwoods have been replaced by the cedars but the rock formations in the ocean are spectacular and often to the left are other water bodies like lakes or rivers, also the beaches only get better as one travels up north. we have not yet taken the plunge or even a dip, but that shall be rectified soon enough.
the afternoon was spent in a town called 'coos bay', lunch at a german place called 'the blue heron'. there seems to be some connection between the town and a call to war. the blue heron had several posters of 'uncle sam wanting you' and all the ideals that one can fight for "plenty to eat", "safety and security" combined with framed old covers of 'the post'. a place with character, unlike the other two cafes we ate at rather too touristy and the decor a trifle overdone and kitschy. but what is wrong with kitsch? it can be celebrated too.
four days on the road and my chakras are whirring big time. now and then when i am still i can feel my self returning to my body, or after i eat something substantial, or manage ot take a deep breath unawares. my cuz is moving her legs about, probably in her sleep but i wonder if my activity is keeping her awake. after all we are all connected, and our energies interpaly with each others'. as a kid she used to thrash her legs about in her sleep and i often took her kicks in bed but my fondness for her remained intact. as it does even today, although i am glad i do not have to sleep in the same bed.
it is time now to take a bath. the campground had the facilities of a slot machine shower and i was rather keen to have that expereince too, but not enough to wait in a queue for it. so good night world tomorrow i see you again in the form of a road that i need to traverse to get to my destination.....could i be more profound?? :)
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Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
on the road
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the journey has begun and has been on for three no four days now and i need to remind myself to cheer it and be excited about it every now and again. why is it that the anticipation of a desired event is more exciting than the actual occurance? and later there will be the memories...but in the moment is just the moment. this moment of sitting at the laptop after a day long's driving; there i am out of the moment already and into the day that came before. but what the hell if i am writing a blog about something surely i need to travel back to the occurance of it. so might as well start at the start (a very good place to start) {ofo ab aage bhi to bolo na!} of the road trip.
but that is not how i want to do it either - a recounting of names of places and date and time logs and some descriptions...so what then? the experiencing of it. the first day was the happiest as well as the most anxiety ridden. right from buying a GPS that included getting a costco membership, to going back home for lunch of mutton rassa and fish curry, returning to base even before starting out...then the jokes just a wee bit self-deprecating but with the good humour intact. second day also good, slightly guilty about spending the night at a cosy inn in a cute lavender room that was almost made to order...the talk or chat between two cousins full of childhood reminiscences, laughter at memories of events that might at one time have even been painful, thinking fondly of other cousins and imagining them getting hiccoughs, also this and that, some spontaneous ramblings, lots of singing of shared favourite songs and the theme song is
"suhana safar aur yeh mausam hansi,
hume dar he hum kho na jaye kahin"
roughly translated - 'this lovely journey and the beautiful weather,
we wonder (apprehensively) if we will not lose our way'
so okay now the names and logs - the place with the lavender room was called 'tomales' and it had a way that led to the beach called 'dillon beach'. the next night we stayed at 'humboldt gables' a cheaper motel though still decent and fine, in a town called 'rio del'. and the third night we finally managed to reach the redwood national forest campgrounds at del norte. setting up the tent was a piece of cake though falling asleep proved to be a much more difficult job. but then i have insomnia of sorts. my insomnia is dependant on several factors - what i have eaten and how much of it, if i have had any physical exercise, if i have had any alcohol, or if hubby dear has had any, if we have fought, if he is mentally active or fast asleep, etc. etc. in short a far too many factors and quite a few that i cannot control.
though i ate well and exercised well too last night the ground was too hard underneath. the exercise had come from the hike on the trail in the redwood forest along the coast. a pity that one could hear the highway for a good part of the way. ut we did not stay on the trail, the beaten track and took an off-shoot which was some abandoned old road and not quite as steep. i could climb fairly effortlessly as long as i maintained the rhythm of my breath but when i lost that the struggle began. and i lost it when i chased after "fun" and played the fool.
the journey has begun and has been on for three no four days now and i need to remind myself to cheer it and be excited about it every now and again. why is it that the anticipation of a desired event is more exciting than the actual occurance? and later there will be the memories...but in the moment is just the moment. this moment of sitting at the laptop after a day long's driving; there i am out of the moment already and into the day that came before. but what the hell if i am writing a blog about something surely i need to travel back to the occurance of it. so might as well start at the start (a very good place to start) {ofo ab aage bhi to bolo na!} of the road trip.
but that is not how i want to do it either - a recounting of names of places and date and time logs and some descriptions...so what then? the experiencing of it. the first day was the happiest as well as the most anxiety ridden. right from buying a GPS that included getting a costco membership, to going back home for lunch of mutton rassa and fish curry, returning to base even before starting out...then the jokes just a wee bit self-deprecating but with the good humour intact. second day also good, slightly guilty about spending the night at a cosy inn in a cute lavender room that was almost made to order...the talk or chat between two cousins full of childhood reminiscences, laughter at memories of events that might at one time have even been painful, thinking fondly of other cousins and imagining them getting hiccoughs, also this and that, some spontaneous ramblings, lots of singing of shared favourite songs and the theme song is
"suhana safar aur yeh mausam hansi,
hume dar he hum kho na jaye kahin"
roughly translated - 'this lovely journey and the beautiful weather,
we wonder (apprehensively) if we will not lose our way'
so okay now the names and logs - the place with the lavender room was called 'tomales' and it had a way that led to the beach called 'dillon beach'. the next night we stayed at 'humboldt gables' a cheaper motel though still decent and fine, in a town called 'rio del'. and the third night we finally managed to reach the redwood national forest campgrounds at del norte. setting up the tent was a piece of cake though falling asleep proved to be a much more difficult job. but then i have insomnia of sorts. my insomnia is dependant on several factors - what i have eaten and how much of it, if i have had any physical exercise, if i have had any alcohol, or if hubby dear has had any, if we have fought, if he is mentally active or fast asleep, etc. etc. in short a far too many factors and quite a few that i cannot control.
though i ate well and exercised well too last night the ground was too hard underneath. the exercise had come from the hike on the trail in the redwood forest along the coast. a pity that one could hear the highway for a good part of the way. ut we did not stay on the trail, the beaten track and took an off-shoot which was some abandoned old road and not quite as steep. i could climb fairly effortlessly as long as i maintained the rhythm of my breath but when i lost that the struggle began. and i lost it when i chased after "fun" and played the fool.
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