We practically ran from the boat this morning, ready to get Grifter back on the road where he (and we) belong! I’d felt that our week on the cruise had seemed really long, almost excruciatingly so the last two days, but walking across the parking lot to our abandoned car it was as if no time had passed at all. The reunion was short-lived as we bid a quick adieu to Seattle and got straight on the freeway to Portland, and state number nine: Oregon.
Back home we had started to watch a show called ‘Man Vs Food’ manly because Joe’s work colleagues seemed to think there was some resemblance between him and the host, Adam – who’s main goal is to travel America in search of the biggest food challenges. It’s a testament to USA’s addiction to overindulgence and partly an explanation to their obesity problem.
After watching an episode set at The Stepping Stone Café just before we left England, we added it in as a last minute detour for breakfast. We were passing so close to Portland anyway and Joe just had to take a crack at the Man Cakes – A stack of 3 pancakes, each about as big as a medium sized pizza. If you eat all 3 without any help you get your picture up on the café’s wall of shame. Joe started well and about 5 minutes in proclaimed ‘I think I have a shot at this’, but pretty soon his eyes were bigger than his belly and he had to throw in the towel. I just enjoyed my avocado, bacon & swiss omelette while shaking my head at Joe’s arrogance. It’s not really a question of can you eat that much pancake, but more should you?
Joe had wanted to skip this stop - apparently boys don’t care much for waterfalls - but I’m glad I convinced him to wait out a parking spot in the grossly inefficient lot. It’s only day 15 and there have already been so many amazing things I’ve seen, but this truly was breathtaking. If it wasn’t for all the tourist the word tranquil would have come to mind.
So, until tomorrow…
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