I was greeted in Arcata with tons of love, even from people I didn't know. I hadn't seen Megan in a few years and it was so great seeing her and also seeing her town. I have no words for this place but it's beyond anywhere I've been to before. I've never seen so much LOVE in one place. At the farmer's market, people were dancing to steel drums, I met a girl with a pet goat, and drank enough chai to last the rest of my existence. Peace, love, and all that goes with it. This is Humboldt.
Once I got into Oregon, I felt an instant feeling of freedom. Went for a walk and found a slug I think Jayme would have loved to play with, spilled two glasses of wine, and realized after 6 months of camping in Mexico and watching (and learning) how to build a fire, my execution skills were terrible. Andrew would
not have been proud. By the time I got it going, I was ready for bed but had to stay up since it took me an hour to make it happen. Loser.
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