New Life, New Coast.

72 Hours of Dad Bonding

My dad came for a visit this weekend -- staying just long enough for his poor body to start getting adjusted to West Coast time. It's cruel, this time zone thing. After Christmas it took me a solid week to get re-adjusted to West Coast time -- I fell asleep at 8pm each night and kept waking up at 4am. Anyway, here's a snapshot at what we did each day:

Friday:
After picking Dad up from the airport and grabbing some lunch at home, we load him into the car and drive him out to Cannon Beach along slightly icy and slightly scary roads. Do we know how to use chains? NOPE! Poor Dad has been up since literally 12:45am Pacific time and we know the fatigue is setting in, but he's a trooper. We walk along the beach, ooh and ahh at the haystack rock, and see some kind of large, twisted mass of undersea foliage that washed up on the beach...maybe...but we agree it's some kind of hippie art installation.

Saturday:
My birthday! The realization that when my dad was my age he had a 2-year-old and a pregnant wife. Crazy. I've just got a houseplant and a slightly temperamental husband. I took Dad up to Washington Park, and then attempted to find SE Hawthorne and Mt. Tabor Park, but somehow got lost three times in the process. Got so frustrated that we came back to MV and soothed our souls at the Grand Central Bakery...yum. Later, Ben came home (he was volunteering at a work thing earlier in the day) and we went to the Columbia River Gorge...Vista House and the majestic Multnomah Falls. We finished the day with what is my dad's new favorite movie (right?) - The Devil Wears Prada.

Sunday:
With Ben's help, found SE Hawthorne and Mt. Tabor. And then...FOOTBALL. The main event. The COLTS ARE HEADED TO THE SUPER BOWL!!! To finish the day, some Hot Lips Pizza. So proud of Dad, he tried the ham, pear and cheddar pizza and liked it.

Monday:
Bye Dad...our time was really too short! We love you. Hopefully our paths will cross again soon.

posted by Nikki @ 2:07 PM