As a side note, please remember that if you play in the rain by the ocean for a few hours and go back to your car to sleep, you’re clothes WILL still be wet in the morning. Yep. Soaked actually. Oh, and you’re windows will be all steamed up…hopefully the other campers don’t notice since that would be a bit embarrassing! It’s just me here!! Nothing weird happened in ma’ car last night! Promise!!! AH!
1:20 pm:
Shilo Inn—Tillamook , Oregon
Why am I here? Well, I was going to stay at another State Park, but I wanted a cabin or yurt; unfortunately, those are all booked at least 9 months ahead of time. I need a bed for at least a day. Three nights in a row sleeping in my car is awesome, but I would like to just be able to sleep sleep without feeling all claustrophobic. The guy at the registration booth tells me to head over to Tillamook which is only 12 miles from the park. I of course asked him if I could bunk with whoever booked the yurts (no) or if he could change the name on one of them to mine (no). Well, doesn’t evah hurt to ask, right? He very much enjoyed it! Unicorned!!
I check into the Shilo Inn and promptly fall into a deep sleep with ma’ boots on laying on the covers. Whoop! Yes. Tired.
Awake and groggy after a 2 hour nap, so I head to the indoor pool (!!!!), swim a bit to the weird looks from grandma swimming with her granddaughter…WHA??! Then hang out in the Jacuzzi for a wee bit. Back in the pool AGAIN then upstairs for some food!
I went out to have a cigarette…and was promptly scolded at by some crazy bird sitting on the roof of my car! He just kept yellin’ at me and moving closer and closer to my face so I walked over across the parking lot to hang out there…and he proceeded to fly to the roof of the car next to me and begin yelling at me and moving closer and closer to my face! What the hell, bird???!! Ok! Ok! I’m going back in! Sheesh! And he follows me real low like as if he is going to kamikaze right into my brain! And then I hear them…babies…in the tree right next to the hotel. Ah!!!! I see! I ain’t gonna hurt your babies, dude. Don’t worry!
This dance of Amber VS bird happened 3 times! Me talking to the bird explaining that I wasn’t going to hurt its babies and him being all like, get away from my home you crazy person!!!! Yea. I was talking to a bird in the middle of a hotel parking lot while said bird gallantly tried to bombard me. Stupid bird. I don’t want to know what kind you are and what kind of stupid mystical connection you have with me. Tsssssss!
And it’s Thursday tonight…which means my ladies are probably out socializing and dancing…without me. (sigh)
Now sleep again. I’m getting pretty good at this sleepin’ thang, huh? Hopefully the bird won’t figure out how to get in the window and creep around me all night on it’s wee little feet………
UNICORNED!!
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