by laura beth

We took our time in Bandon today, perusing the art supply store, where I found some creative inspiration; visiting a candy store and a cranberry shop, where we found some Christmas presents; and eating fish & chips on the jetty. Kenny really likes Bandon. We headed down 101, stopping along the coast to dip our toes in the surf. Kenny likes to say, "What a nice little sea-faring village!" as we drive through small coastal towns. The Oregon coast has incomparable beauty.

Kenny pulled over when we saw him on the highway and waited for him to make his way over to us. Kenny asked, "So what's the story?" And he replied, "Show Business! That is the life for me!" He came over and they talked some more. Apparently he has walked this stretch of highway off and on for 4 years, waving at cars, and letting his stick do the talking for those that do the asking. Hands were shaked and pictures taken. If anybody has more information about "El Bone", please pass it our way.



As we crossed the border we sang "California" a la Phantom Planet. Tonight we are staying at The Redwoods RV Resort near Crescent City, California, parked among giant sequoias. It's nice here. We ate crackers, Port-Salut cheese, smoked salmon & kalamata olives for dinner. We eat this meal pretty often. Tonight Kenny asked if I thought we ate like kings when we eat like this, sitting on our bed using our fingers and I said yes. Poor, penniless, kings, but kings nonetheless. Listening to Elliot Smith, blogging, and planning our drive tomorrow, rulers of our own little nomadic kingdom. I'm getting a glass of wine now. Or is it a chalice? Goblet? What do kings drink from?