On the road

We finally left for Durham. Vivian said goodbye to Grandaddy and Miss Penneye, and then we were off.

Vivian did well in the car. We drove for about eight hours, and only stopped a few times. Keeping one of us in the back with her seems to be the trick so far.

Some hobos offered to sell me a truck tire.

There is an espresso stand in Rice Hill, Oregon, that sells bubble tea. That, my friends, is globalization.

We had a celebrity sighting! We saw Nick Nolte riding his bicycle down Interstate 5. He was riding against the flow of traffic. He is such a rebel.

We arrived at La Quinta in Grants Pass around dinner time. We ate at Angela's Hacienda, which is the best Mexican restaurant in the world. Alison says, "It wasn't even very good." You have to be one hell of a restaurant to be confident enough to serve food that is just O.K. is what I think.