Not all who wander are lost

As the Oregon coast is ridiculously unfriendly to illegal parking we made our way onto Eugene and stayed with an old friend of mine, Callie and her boyfriend Carlos. In short Callie rocks, we haven't seen each other in four years and it was like we hadn't missed a beat and literally got down to drinking again. Eugene is a hippy town with a lot of counter culture and drugs and its just awesome. We went out to a few bars for spin the wheel drinks, $2 beers at starlight, John Henrys, Maxes (the bar the Moes is named after, Groening is from Oregon) and then 80's night. We got mashed up and Callies friend Lo and I walked home and although this was my first night in the state let alone Eugene, I kept telling her we were going the wrong way home. I woke up with plenty of UDI's (unexplained drinking injuries).

On Friday we woke up, played Mortal Combat on Sega Megadrive, I cut Pennys hair and then Callie, Kyle and Lo took Penny and I to Portland to meet Callies mother, which was an epic journey and also an insightful one. Prompting quotes like;

"Oregon, home of the loophole"
"Not all who wander are lost"

We met Callies mum at a bar, and you can tell Cal is an apple that doesn't fall far from the tree. We had a few cocktails and then went to dinner at the Irving Street Kitchen, it was very swanky (and expensive) but like the top lady she is, Callies mum paid for it all. You Rock! I had a steak that the little gay waiter described as 'obnoxiously good'. We finished off the dinner with gimlettes, which was sambuca and coffee, can't stand sambuca, but this was lovely (I may have been pissed).

We then went onto Henrys for drinks and Leanne (Callies mother, who can drink till the cows come home.....on motorbikes) insisted that I note this anecdote. A county Sheriff in Montana, Leannes home state (it may have been a relative but by this time I was wasted and couldn't write too well), found a body that had fallen into the lake in the fall (autumn) and was fished out in spring (spring) still frozen. They through the body in the back of a pick up and drove into town and got gas. When they returned from paying the attendant said that guy in the back doesn't say much, and the sheriff just said no, he doesn't and drove away.

Lo got cut off except for lite beer because she was soo wasted but her bro and other friends showed up and helped the drinks keep coming. I met a young lady and pulled her number, no names as apparently she has a man (very James Bond I know). We went to a nightclub called Hollow Scene and it fizzled out quickly so we went back to Callies friend Arias place and partied till late.

Lo looking rather spritely after getting cut off

On saturday we drove back to Eugene very hung over and Penny and Kyle got Savage while I napped, and he had been drinking. We then went down to the river and went swimming, according to Kyle it was a mile away, it was more like 3 miles and I let him know. Savage got naked in the river very quickly, I joined him but after some drunken Savage scullduggery, I got pissed and threw a bottle at his head.

Callie and Kyle were really accommodating so I gave them my Welsh flag, which I was meant to take to the world cup in September, but they are more than welcome to it, you guys rock. We then went out to the Whitaker block party and squeezed at least ten people into a taxi.

I had a Vegan Cheeses steak, listened to live music and had some beers but that Vegan food messed with me and I had to call it a night early and was pretty messed up for a few hours. The next day we were to continue North.