I say “liar” for two reasons: one is that I promised to blog about our trip to the coast on Tuesday, and here is is SATURDAY and I’m just now getting around to it. The second reason is that I read Justine Larbalestier’s Liar, and let me tell you–you should read it. It was really quite extraordinary, and I think it deserves all the buzz it’s receiving. It is smart and sad and thought provoking, and I’m not going to tell you anything else at all because the less you know about it the better it is to read it. Go read it.
So! The coast. The hubster and I went to Manzanita, which is a lovely little town on the coast 13 miles south of Canon Beach. It is charming and a bit touristy, but in a more slow paced sort of way, and is generally less crowded than the larger tourist towns. Also, the beach itself is beautiful–BIG, with lots of large pieces of driftwood, and a beautiful view of parts of the Coast Range.
Of course, there are TWO book stores, several places to get coffee, and there’s a store that sells yarn, tea and chocolate. Also, there’s a natural food store and a naturopath and energy workers. This means that Manzanita has everything I need to be happy in life, and I’m campaigning with the hubster to retire there. Or, more specifically, just OUTSIDE of Manzanita, so I have room for a garden. The houses in the town are all stacked pretty close together.
Here is a beautiful wool woman that is almost life-sized. She hangs on the wall in the aforementioned yarn, tea and chocolate store:
Is she not amazing? The face is especially wonderful.
We had such a perfect day. The weather was unusually warm and sunny. We had ice cream and walked around the shops. We went in the tiny little book store with the eclectic selection and used book offerings. We walked on the beautiful beach, and I picked up so many stones that the pockets of my sweater drooped. The hubster laughed at me. Then we had lunch at a little bar/pub/restaurant, with yummy seafood baskets. Then we walked the beach some more, picked up more stones, and then headed home, tired, full, and relaxed. Here’s one more beach shot, just because I know you want it:
Beautiful, beautiful day.