Two nights ago, I thought I had found the ultimate landing spot. I had read about the beauty of Cannon Beach, and decided to see it for myself. Upon arrival to town, I discovered a sweet residential street to pull over and park by one of the beach’s side entrances. As I walked over the dune, I gasped at the beauty of this incredible spot. … Continue reading Cannon Beach to Pacific City
Sitting in the rig, it’s almost midnight and the rain storms are beating down. The relentless raindrops, thrust themselves onto the roof, the windows, the sides of the van. The winds are strong, and every few minutes, the whole van shakes as though the ground beneath it is made of rubber. The lovely Salem bay is now rough, with waves crashing reminiscent of strong ocean current filled booms. It’s a New England storm, and we’re in the thick of it tonight. Continue reading Relentless
Tonight, as I walked home along the coast, sucking in the delicious seaside air I noticed a number of #vanlife vans around town. Parked near where I had dinner, along the shoreline and two parked in Ocean Grove just on the other side of the old Asbury Park Casino. In front of one of the rigs, two men were talking with large Starbucks cups in hand. I couldn’t help but slow down, to attempt to glimpse inside the dimly lit dodge, a Continue reading Donny and Beewee
My mom had a pair of gorgeous jewel adorned sandals that had large rhinestones and jewels on them in many shades of glittering rose. So ornate, the only way to release them to get your foot is to unzip a small zipper in the back of them. I don’t remember what she wore them to, but I think it was my rehearsal dinner or something like that. Continue reading Bye Bye Bollywood Shoes
Like Water for Brisket 