“run way” Painted Hills style

"run way" @ eva wojcik

Because I have the sense that I ought to write something entertaining I’m writing. Though the entertainment rating of what I’m currently typing is probably going to prove to be very marginal indeed. Photo above is from the Painted Hills in Oregon. I stayed at a Historical Hotel which offered hostel beds at the time for  just ten buckeroos per night in Mitchell, Oregon. Not bad considering I had all the bunk beds to meself AND a huge tub in which to languish in a hot bath one evening. It was good. Plus, there was Henry the Bear right across the street. There is much to be said for going “hostel” when travelling. Cheap beds say a lot to me. Spent two weeks in Washington D.C. at a hostel for the price of probably one night at some swanky hotel down the street. I bet no one at the high dollar bedrest met any of the interesting folks available for yapping at the HI-hostel. No siree. Philosophy professors, indie film-makers, teachers, retirees, globe-trotting backpackers, and free spirits galore milling about 24/7.  Bet the over priced hotellies also didn’t have pool table for 24 hour play in the lobby either. As for entertainment–well–there were the very hard-working Ladies of the Evening from dusk to 7:30 am on the corner of K and 11th.  Hostels are often equipped for do it yourself cooking–and that’s a plus if you endure food allergies and your wallet.  You  can learn a lot about people from the food they cook to how they go about cooking it. Don’t ever think you know exactly what German potato pancakes ought to be–because someone will surely share some version with you that you never dreamed existed. Ever hostelled and willing to share your adventure? Hm? Anyone else meet up with Henry the bear in Mitchell, Oregon? Do tell. We can amuse each other endlessly, I’m sure.

Advertisements

14 Comments

  1. penpusherpen said,

    March 31, 2011 at 9:08 am

    Mm mm, German potato pancakes sound just right at this moment. You don’t have any perchance? no? just checking, and first glance at the photo, had me staring at the road, it looked just like a white (instead of black) filmstrip laid along, cutting through the countryside. and my mind boggled at the very hard working ladies of the Evening, so much cleaning that late? sheesh!! 😉
    Loved the read, and made me wish I did know about Henry the Bear, and Oregon, but sadly I have never left these British shores to visit America, xPenx

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:49 am

      I would snarf some potato pancakes right quick, xPenx! Yes, I concur regarding the filmstrip look of that walk way–nope, it’s not a car road. But it sure looks like one in the photo. As for the Ladies of the Evening–oh they’re not “cleaning ladies.” If you ever set sail, then I do recommend a leisurely venture along the American west coast. As for Henry–large black bear who has spent most of his life in a huge outdoor “cage” doing his own thing day in and day out while people wander past. I’m still not quite sure what to make of Henry’s existence.

  2. lesliepaints said,

    March 31, 2011 at 2:04 pm

    I have always admired traveling souls. But. alas, I like home best. Traveling opens my eyes so much so that I want to linger whereever I visit and enjoy making it my home. Does that make sense? I am never fully satisfied because I’ve witnessed the experience without enough time. A week? Two weeks? Not enough time to fully emmerse myself. Ah yes, I admire a traveling soul!

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:51 am

      Yes, Leslie, you’re making sense. We’re not all wanderers. I can think of several places where I’d like to spend much more than two weeks. But, you know, if you’re not doing the tourist program, you can learn a lot about a place in even two weeks.

  3. clegyrboia said,

    March 31, 2011 at 9:10 pm

    for me it feels like run a-way as i such much would like to do just that and hide in the hills

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:52 am

      mAgdA! You run and hide? LOL. I think you’ve found your sanctuary in Wild Wales!

  4. artistatexit0 said,

    April 4, 2011 at 4:02 pm

    I loved that feeling of an open road or train track and a ruck sack on my back. I’ve been lucky and only experienced the kindness of strangers while traveling. The only hostel I ever stayed at was in London and I enjoyed all the people I met there. I beginning to feel the stirrings of wanderlust again!

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:54 am

      Hi Al! Do you satisfy your wanderlust with your ventures along the river?
      The kindness of strangers—methinks you’ve been a blessed soul.

  5. Barbara Rodgers said,

    April 5, 2011 at 2:27 pm

    I have to say that I’ve never stayed in a hostel or a swanky resort. The hostel sounds much more appealing to me! I’m glad you enjoyed your adventure in Oregon!

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:56 am

      Greetings Barbara. Oregon is stuffed full of all sorts of places and people to discover. Perhaps some time in the future you’ll find yourself in some hostel in a new place? One never knows.

  6. eva626 said,

    April 7, 2011 at 12:30 am

    oh man..how i wish to have a HUGE bathtub to lay in all day !

    • April 8, 2011 at 11:58 am

      LOL! Well, eva626–huge old tubs full of warm water are a sort of vice of mine! I indulge whenever the opportunity presents itself. Which not quite often enough!

  7. Robert X. Jones said,

    April 10, 2011 at 12:41 am

    Sounds fun. I think I am getting the travel itch. Very cool photo btw…really!!

    • April 10, 2011 at 6:31 pm

      Pixels of fury Away! LOL. Well, Jones, if you’ve got the funds to travel I encourage you to do so at will! Merci.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

RevolutionResource.org

Agitate, Educate, and Organize ~OO~

Deceleration

Climate Change: Mitigation. Adaptation. Justice.

Lgambill48's Blog

a place for reflective expression.

May your own personal Creator

Bring peace and good well to you and Mother Earth the rest of our lives!

Free Alabama Movement

National Movement Against Mass Incarceration and Prison Slavery

Books Can Save A Life

"Sometimes a person needs a story more than food to stay alive." Barry Lopez

The Greenery

Ideas That Grow

The Case for Global Film

Discussing everything that isn't Hollywood (and a little that is)

LRInspire

Wellness Leadership Education

Tales from the Conspiratum

Warning: This site may contain conspiracies

Make No Bones About It

The Quest for the Truth

#NoDAPL Solidarity

Support the Indigenous led movement to stop the Dakota Access Pipeline

Beyond Extreme Energy

No new permits for fossil fuel infrastructure. Renewable energy NOW.

Mugilan Raju

Prime my subconscious, one hint at a time

ipekseyhanpoyrazkarayel

Asla İdeallerinden Vazgeçme Asla! Never Give Up Your İdeals Never!

Interesting Literature

A Library of Literary Interestingness

Portraits of Wildflowers

Perspectives on Nature Photography

Cynthia Reyes

The blog of Canadian author Cynthia Reyes

Amber Danette

Freedom for All Cetaceans, Peace for Animals, Namaste

1EarthUnited

Uniting the world, One Love at a time. :D

The Stay-at-home Scientist

Science, Gardening, Work-Life Balance

People Powered Machines

Our business is committed to saving energy, reducing emmissions and waste.

Lucy's Light

Underground Energy - Scientific Documentation of the failures of an OCD albatross + friends

drwilda

Just another WordPress.com site

Tubularsock

". . . first hand coverage, second hand news"

Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart

Jack Kerouac with a scent of Henry Vaughn

Army at Wounded Knee

A blog dedicated to documenting through primary sources, the Army's actions at Wounded Knee

yadadarcyyada

Vague Meanderings of the Broke and Obscure

Ekostories

Essays connecting nature, culture, self

Red Wolf Journal

A literary compass for finding your voice..."You turn toward me, your lips move, wanting to speak."--Stephen Dobyns, "Wolves In The Street"

poet4justicedotwordpressdotcom

The poet can reach where the sun cannot. -HINDU PROVERBThe greatest WordPress.com site in all the land!

"OUR WORLD"

Working together to make the world a better place to live! A fine WordPress.com site

Spirit In Action

Change IS coming. WE can make it GOOD.

CreekWaterWoman

Cruising through mid-life collecting cats and fighting for the rights of wildlife and the ecosystems where they dwell.

Rezinate's Blog

Just another WordPress.com site

Through the Peacock's Eyes

Insights for Spiritual Living

Heila

Refining Life

the zen space

a space for zen words

Don Lichterman

The Angriest Guy In The World

We Write Poems

a community of people reading & writing poems, moving words

shelbycourtland

Bringing Social Issues To The Forefront

%d bloggers like this: