John and I have been looking into securing our computer activities when connected to public networks.  Securing public connections would cut down on our costs as there are many free WiFi spots available along our travel path.  While searching for programs, I had to concentrate as the lingo can be somewhat of a mystery.  Browser…that one I know.  But running the browser in a sandbox in the cloud…well, that was a little awkward to wrap my head around.  We now have Hotspot Shield so our files are being encrypted like a firewall.   Yep, I can follow that.

Another daybreak peeking through wispy clouds turning a cool night into a pleasant day for outdoor explorations.   Not happening the first part of the day as John and I have RV repair paperwork to complete.  We will sit inside tapping away on computers making lists, compiling information and totals of our living costs for the last 6 week through most of the day.   It is near the end of the week and a trip to the RV revealed that several finishing parts ordered last week have not arrived.  Somehow I knew it would be delayed.  Our snail’s pace service supervisor keeps complaining about how overworked he is, obviously forgetting that we are paying for this service…his slow progress is resulting in our lives being postponed for almost six weeks!  Not an impressive response from him considering, at our age, time is a precious commodity.

Fighting with an angry horse fly throughout our overly fatty steak dinner at a local country club restaurant ended our evening.  A disappointing replacement for the Woodlands Country Club dining experience.  Back to the Inn for our nightly dark chocolate square and a good night walk with KatieBug.

The Inn is full this morning.  Crowds from the major race, foot not bike, are settling in for Sunday’s race.   I wrote to my Bestie and told her we had a big foot race coming through our area Sunday morning.  She wrote back and asked how Eugene was able to get Big Foot to race and how many were scheduled to show up.  Oops…must remember not to write emails in the wee hours of the morning.  Perhaps reading them the next day before pressing “send” would help.   Along with the race crowd, a Ducks Spring football game was being played and the stadium is right behind our Inn.  Makes for really crowded streets.  Those orange cones are directing the overflowing amount of Subaru’s into a compressed one lane, down from three.   A real pain in the rear getting around town but oh what a fabulous people watching opportunity.  Duck supporters are wildly devoted and dress up to the extreme.

Back at the Inn there are teens everywhere…sunning themselves in the park, on the parking lot blacktop and, after hours, dashing up and down the halls of the Inn.  For the first time since our arrival, the pool is at max capacity and the halls are full of chatty female activity.

Outside our window the trees have gone from bare branches to a full green explosion.  We have been here so long, the cleaning people and maintenance man know us and the front desk lady, Shirley, knows us by our first names.

An early rising and a short trip to our regular breakfast spot, The Glenwood.  After an extended breakfast discussing what our next travel stop will be, we headed over to Saturday Market to do a little Eugene crazy character surveillance.  We were not disappointed. The drum corps was out in full force and there was a make-shift half time drum duo.  We snaked our way through old hairy hippies, leather armored bikers, raggedy derelicts perched on steps, platted hair  Rastafarians and every possible type of human and canine Eugenian imaginable.

Back to the Inn to relax and watch mindless TV programs before finishing off the day with a trip to VooDoo Doughnuts and a walk around town before a KatieBug potty walk and lights out.