So I swung down to Olympia from Seattle. This was a cool little town where I got a amazing cup of coffee and moved toward the fish tail brewery. After this I drove up to the Evergreen college and talked with a very cool lady about grad school there. This campus was so cool it was like being in south east Alaska. It was about as home as I could feel without actually being home.
I then started down the road to Eugene Oregon because I plan to head back up to Olympia at some point before it gets to cold up there. I would like to spend some more time in Seattle area but I needed to get back on the road before I got all soft. So I drove like a madman through cities (which house some cool people who are always offering help with directions whenever you ask) cities I have decided are the most confusing things ever. Why people decided to become so numerous that they would need a madman to design some of the highway systems is beyond me. But that is not the story today.
I rolled into Eugene and called my step brother Matt who turns out will not be getting into his apt (abreviated for covy folk) until next week and was about 4 hours away or something like that. I found a cool guy who directed me to a place to park and a sweet brew pub. After having a great couple of beers and one of the best burgers I have ever had (a kobe burger with blue cheese) I walked back to the bus. I walked up to a couple of older men to ask if they could advise a better parking area than on the street and they waved me off and turned around pretending I was not there. I was mad and I thought about doing some rather passive aggressive way but I asked God to give me the patience to overcome this and I didn't do anything and I walked to the bus and got all ready to go to bed. On a bathroom break out of it one of the old men named Niche from Russia came up and asked what my question was. After a long very nice conversation the man who waived me off, reapetedly apologized and they both set me up with places to park for weeks on end. They also happened to be Orthodox and recommended a church to go to this Sunday. This is why God is a mjor theme here because he showed me the goodness of people and helped give me a push to go to church this Sunday. It was really nice and I fell asleep about as happy as I could be.
This morning I went to a Starbucks and a very nice man helped me out by letting me use his phone and telling me where to watch the football game (which Matt is going to so I'm going to hook up with him afterwards) and enjoy myself with the company of others. So I am off because the second half of the game is hopefully about to start and thats the only part of a football gamethat I really care about anyways.
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I was just about to comment on how we were going to miss you at church today, but I guess someone else won't so it's all good.
Happy trails to you.
I loved the story! It warmed my heart that you are so mindful of God during your travels. There are no coincidences. We miss you and love you. (Ate some eggs and hashbrowns in your honor today.)
nice. I leave for two months and you go all sojourn on me. nice.
I am very happy that you are traveling around, you will find out just who you really are.
Happy trails cuz, happy trails.
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