All in boatlife
My first few weeks on land after two plus years of traveling and being on the ocean, I could have collapsed into the ground at the airport, like they do in movies and kissed the ground.
Everything is unscathed by a city. Wildlife is wild here. A bald eagles snatches a salmon from a raven with it's claws.
I’m sitting at the Maryhill Musuem staring at the iron laid tracks of the Oregon Trail.
The hardest, grueling work you’ll ever come to know, and the reward you can’t quite figure out but ends up being freedom from the materialistic American dream that has entrapped so many.
Then i looked up and saw a skyline lit up like a dainty Christmas tree. the building slender, and moderate height. The lights petite and an array of sharp colors. It didn't look like any skyline I've ever seen in the united states before and it just looked perfect. I couldn't stop staring at it.