Last Sunday, I ran my first 10k. I could write a whole post about that experience (it was awesome, I loved it, and I miss my honeybadgers already), but that’s not what this is.
What this is, is the photographic evidence of the [best ever] decision to take the long way home from Port Angeles, Washington, to Portland, Oregon. If you’re unfamiliar with Washington’s Olympic Peninsula, well, I recommend you fix that ASAP. Mountains, glacial lakes, national forests, and giant trees are everywhere. It’s absolutely stunning.
Here! See for yourself.
This is Lake Crescent. It’s a glacial lake and the water is really, really pretty.
This tree was really neat and twisty.
These were just some side-of-the-highway daises, but I still thought they should have their picture taken.
I MEAN, HOW CLEAR IS THAT WATER?
Oh, hi! That’s me.
What’s next on my travel agenda? Well, Megan is leaving me (and while I fully understand why, there’s going to be a pretty big gap in my life when she’s gone because I see her ALL THE TIME AND I LIKE IT THAT WAY). And, in order to move from Oregon to Virginia, there’s a big road trip.
Anyway, I’m going with her! We’re road-trip ready — snacks will be shopped for tonight, tunes are in playlist-making progress, and arrangements to glamp in a tipi in Yellowstone National Park (I am not joking, and I am the most excited) have been secured. While there’s a part of me that’s all CROSS COUNTRY ROAD TRIP YAY!, it comes with the bittersweetness that is the fact that she’s moving, and I’m sad about it.
But for now? Let’s own it. CROSS-COUNTRY ROAD TRIP, YAY! Oh! And then, I’m spending next weekend in DC before returning to Portland. Because running from one best friend’s arms to another who promises whiskey, all-day brunch, sight-seeing, and cuddles? I mean, that’s the way adults handle big life changes, right? Whiskey and cuddles? Good, I thought so.