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Top Things To Do In The Olympic National Park This Winter With Your Kids

It is almost shameful to admit that after seven years in Seattle the Olympic Mountains, that sit across the water from me, still remain a mystery. Over my time here I have heard their call and decided this needed to be rectified. One evening I made my move by suggesting to my husband that we make a New Years trip, invite the grandparents and maybe even get a date night out of it. Slipping a picture of a AirBnB house in front of him with a perfect view of the mountains in a quiet area he was sold. We hopped a fairy to Kingston via Edmonds and a few minutes later we were waving goodbye to the Cascades and waving hello to the Olympics. My interest in the park lies in its mysteries. Around 35 million years ago the plates collide pushing up the seabed creating the mountain range. Proof of this lies in the fossils of sea life that are found near the summit. Although our trip was way too short we found some amazing …

The Perfect 72 Hours In San Francisco

In the past eight years I’ve live west coast I’ve been to every major city, but San Francisco. Yes, it is embarrassing to admit and no I’m, not sure how that happened. After visiting I promised myself that it wouldn’t be my last trip. The drive in was unbearably hot and clear. Which made things rather confusing when we suddenly realized that we were on the Golden Gate Bridge only minutes after we were unexpectedly engulfed in fog. I have never seen fog move with such purpose or determination as this fog, but R assured me it was common. I’m still a bit distrustful of fog that moves that fast. We rented a house on Height street just a block down from Ashbury. I don’t think I can express how much I love this area. A part of me was meant to be born in the 60’s. I twirled down the streets signing every Joplin, Hendrix, and The Mama’s and the Papa’s song I knew. There were amazing clothing stores, Tibetan shops, and coffee shops …

Getting A New View

Trash, grime, construction, and all the nasty things that come with living in the city it’s easy to see nothing but the ugly around us. Sometimes I need to remove myself from all of that and be reminded of the beauty of the city. Be reminded how about how Seattle is a city surrounded and engulfed in nature. See the poetry of the curving roads as they swirl around buildings and trees. Watch ferries and boats lazily float along the Puget Sound. If I’m lucky I can Seahwaks game from the Sky View Observation Deck at Columbia Center.

The Redwoods

Growing up in Pennsylvania woods are nothing new to me. We had days in elementary school dedicated to what to do if you were lost in the forest. I love nature, but the woods isn’t something I get all teary eyed about. My husband, R, is the exact opposite. When we first drove off the 101 and into our campsite where the first trees started to appear R was gushing. I looked up from my book and balked “it looks like PA” and went back to reading.  When the first 2,200 year old trees started to appear I had to eat my words. These trees were breathtaking.  We drove through the Jedediah Smith Redwoods Park which was only a short drive from our camp site. There was a lot to drive through as well as a couple of short trails to hike.  The other thing that blew my mind was how large the various parks that make up the redwoods cover. We started driving through them in Oregon and drove through them most of our way …

Road Trip Quirks

 When it comes to road trips there are a few things that you need to know about me.   For example, I will stop at every insane roadside attraction and pose with things like I did with this bear at Sasquatch Adventure. Spoiler: there were no big foots there. It was a place where they held chainsaw competitions. However the gift shop did have some sighting maps and Big Foot merchandise. I was satisfied.  If you put the words world’s largest, Sasquatch, or world famous in the title I will be there. Also dinosaurs will get me too. Especially if there is a terrifying one popping out of the trees like this one at Prehistoric Gardens. Another spoiler: there are no gardens.  I will make a side trip to drive through a 2,400 year old tree.  If my husband gets the car stuck I will laugh until I realize the doors won’t open. However soon I will realize that I can get out the trunk so I will start laughing again.   My daughter has her …

Driving The Oregon Coast

I’m not a sit in one place and do one thing kind of person. I’m more of a looking ahead to the next adventure type of girl which makes me a terrible Buddhist. That’s why road trips are my best friend. Plenty of time to sit in the car and read, lots of change of scenery, and tons of places to explore. This trip we planned to drive part of the Oregon Coast, down to the Redwoods, stop in San Francisco for a 10 year reunion, then stop over at Crater Lake before making it home to Seattle. R, grew up in Oregon and insisted on stopping at Mo’s in Florence, OR. It was a cute, seafood restaurant overlooking the water.  We got a chowder bread bowl and seafood sliders. The chowder. The best part was that even though the restaurant was packed the wait was minimal. We strolled around the town a bit to stretch out legs before the next leg of driving. We picked up salt water taffy across the street from Mo’s …

Random Thoughts

Sometimes I don’t realize what I’m going to end up doing. For instance never once did I think I would find myself coaxing clay out impossible molds while a fight breaks out in Tibetan because one of the monks decided to use the momo roller to bonk the molds. Well, it was a one sided fight. The monk happily bonked the molds while the monasteries care taker got mad. In his defense he makes the most bomb momos so I would be mad too. After popping out 10 and being pretty proud of that accomplishment another monk entered the room and told us how his mom mad 10,000 in her lifetime and went on to explain how she had to out and gather the clay, make the molds, and bake them herself. Ego deflated.