But I digress. I came of age in a place that was FILLED with creative types, and those who were looking to expand their awareness through chemistry. Simple exchanges, such as buying a cup of tea, took some time as the worker was usually totally stoned and would forget the order, or the type of tea, or the cookie...or just want to discuss something. Lots of "whoa, dude" and "far out" and so on. Sigh.
My husband and I still see this attitude, mostly on the coast. We attribute it to Oregon's weather, which on the coast is almost always foggy. Coastal residents may not imbibe anymore (which is probably not true) but they still have that totally spaced state of mind. If someone is waiting on us and appears forgetful, or uncaring, or just plain not with it...we will say "Whoa, coastal".
We just got back from a wonderful, delightful and restful camping trip on the Oregon coast. We camped at Beverly Beach State Park, and were tucked away in the trees, away from the beach. This is a GOOD THING in Oregon because the beach is not like San Diego, or even Monterey. It faces the ocean head on and it is windy and cold. We had great weather 99% of the time, with sparkling sun, whitecaps, and wind swept sand. It was absolutely perfect!
|walking under Highway 101 toward Beverly Beach|
|Bandit and I strolling at low tide.|
|jellyfish at Newport Bay Aquarium|
|Playing, flying kites, running through the surf.|
|Sun and shadows in our campsite.|
|Walking up to Yaquina Head Lighthouse-windy!|