{"id":1348,"date":"2013-04-08T03:01:26","date_gmt":"2013-04-08T03:01:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/perrellas.com\/?p=1348"},"modified":"2014-01-27T00:57:13","modified_gmt":"2014-01-27T00:57:13","slug":"april-4-5-6-7-2013","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/perrellas.com\/?p=1348","title":{"rendered":"April 4, 5, 6, 7, 2013 Eugene\/30 Days Out Of LilyPad\/VooDooDoughnuts"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Yellow<\/a>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \"bikes<\/a><\/p>\n

Driving in Eugene is not like driving through our sheltered little \u201cPleasantville\u201d town roadways in the Woodlands.\u00a0\u00a0 There, I only had to worry about old people driving down the wrong side of the street or harried mom\u2019s chatting on their cell phones while driving through stop signs.\u00a0 Lord knows that social calendar is more important than life itself for those airheads.\u00a0 I was going to call them Woodlands Rich Bitches, but some of them are, some of them don\u2019t qualify.\u00a0 And with both of those scenarios it would be their fault, not mine.\u00a0 \u00a0One honk usually brings them back to reality and most managed to stop before doing any harm.\u00a0\u00a0 Here, it is the law that you stop for both pedestrians and bike riders that are actually in, or even approaching, the cross walks.\u00a0 It even applies to bikes in the bike paths, denoted boisterously by the green sparkly fluorescent paint that is on, and even in, the middle of most roads.\u00a0 And they know that you have to stop because they don\u2019t bother looking either direction or pause in the least.\u00a0 This includes the multitude of homeless who tunnel vision off the edge of the sidewalk and into the street, continuing their conversations with buddies, human and canine, dragging their entire life\u2019s holdings behind them in bike trailers.\u00a0 I almost hit one when I was making a right turn today.\u00a0 Green for me, I waited until he had crossed half way, then slowly proceeded.\u00a0 He doubled back quickly to pick up a dropped cigarette butt. \u00a0I slammed on my breaks and smiled when he quickly stepped back in front of me not giving me a glance. \u00a0\u00a0Ha, Ha\u2026I\u2019m on to them now!<\/p>\n

It\u2019s been one of those days and I don\u2019t want to repeat this level of aggravation more than a few times in my lifetime. We have been out of our LilyPad for 30 days total so far. \u00a0We arrived at the RV repair shop and they forgot to take out the back piece of bedroom carpet.\u00a0 The carpet on the wood engine deck was soaked from the leak and needed to be removed.\u00a0 John and I both reminded them but there it was, still in place. \u00a0\u00a0Their reason?\u00a0 It\u2019s glued down so it\u2019s hard to remove the carpet from the wood. \u00a0\u00a0And I care because?\u00a0 It has mold and is damaged\u2026take it up!<\/p>\n

Our original reason for stopping by was to talk with the mold remediation guy and check to see if all the mold was gone.\u00a0 Another surprise…he isn\u2019t a professional certified mold remediation specialist.\u00a0 Probably louder than necessary, I stated that we expect an expert to tell us the mold is gone.\u00a0 Since no one is here from the insurance company to do it for them, we are assuming the responsibility of watching how the solar companies insurance money is being spent.\u00a0 At our insistence, Monday an expert will come out to test.\u00a0 Geez\u2026what does it take to get someone to do it right the first time!<\/p>\n

\"Keystone<\/a> \"Still<\/a>\u00a0\"And<\/a><\/p>\n

Today was the Rain or Shine Farmers Market downtown.\u00a0 Stopped in for a late breakfast at a local hippie joint, Keystone Cafe.\u00a0\u00a0 The rain didn\u2019t break until early afternoon but the skies were still dark and cloudy when we took a gamble, drove over and got out to stretch our legs.\u00a0 It was a hippie fair like I hadn\u2019t seen since the 1970\u2019s.\u00a0 Dozens of white square tents all shoulder to shoulder, individualized with brightly colored sheets as backdrops and table tops.\u00a0 Each one packed with the vendors assortment of scented soaps, metal sculptures, tie dyed t-shirts, goat cheese and spreads, jewelry, incense, pottery, woodwork, flowers, vegetables, baked goods and more, wrapping around several city blocks.\u00a0 The center held multiple food stands and the whiffs drifted together making the individual fares indistinguishable. As we walked towards the beat of the drums the rain came, first dripping off the trees then pelting us with hail.\u00a0 People scurried for cover and we headed towards two gigantic Redwood trees.\u00a0 A thin wisp of a girl dressed in\u00a0gypsy garb began to chitchat with me excitedly about the beauty of the hail.\u00a0 Her eyes were huge with wonder but her lips and fingernails were blue from the cold.\u00a0 Her dad was packing up his guitar and paraphernalia and they left together.\u00a0 We stood melding with the large tree trunk waiting for the rain to cease.\u00a0 \u00a0As it wasn\u2019t slowing and we were already drenched, we headed to the parking lot.<\/p>\n

\"Voodoo<\/a><\/p>\n

We passed by Voodoo Doughnuts www.voodoodoughnut.com<\/a> but were to wet to stop so we vowed to return after drying off and having dinner. They are open 24 hours so we had considerable time.<\/p>\n

Back in the car and severely soaked, it was time to call Mom.\u00a0 We were treated to another of her entertaining situations, due in part to her strong antibiotics medication.\u00a0 She calmly told John that she could only talk for a short time as she had to be back in court at 1:30.\u00a0 \u00a0She had received the death penalty, for what she could not say, and had to return to court.\u00a0 She wasn\u2019t upset or worried about it so neither was John and she chatted on until, in her mind, she had to leave.\u00a0 Tomorrow she will be exhausted and sleep most of the day but return to her normal 100 year old self the next.<\/p>\n

Headed home but after reaching the Inn, we were too soggy and exhausted to go out again.\u00a0 Walking dogs, TV and sleep go well after a long sopping saturation and chapped kit and caboodle.<\/p>\n

\"Downtown<\/a>\u00a0\"Voodoo<\/a>\u00a0\"Cock<\/a>\u00a0\"A<\/a>\u00a0\"Multiple<\/a><\/p>\n

Sunday morning breakfast at The Original Pancake House then a drive downtown to check out the Persian rug store, some downtown art and Voodoo Doughnut shop.\u00a0 Can\u2019t fully explain why this place is so appealing because I\u2019m not a doughnut fan but their doughnuts are said to have a taste \u201cto die for\u201d.\u00a0\u00a0 Got pictures of the most famous\u2026Voodoo Doll, Tex Ass Glazed and Cock and Balls.\u00a0 Use your imagination to guess what they are filled with!\u00a0 I took pictures, bought a less ominous one\u2026the Portland Cream representing the vision of the great city\u2026ate half before realizing how rich it was and YES, they are that good!\u00a0 Will float on a sugar high for hours after eating those few yummy bites.<\/p>\n

\"LilyPad<\/a>\u00a0\"Cornucopia\"<\/a>\u00a0\"Happy<\/a>\u00a0\"Our<\/a><\/p>\n

Stopped for an early dinner at another locally famous hole in the wall, Cornucopia.\u00a0 On the wall outside was a drawing of a toad floating along the Willamette River on top of his Lily Pad.\u00a0 Fitting, don\u2019t ya think?\u00a0 Great hamburgers and excellent sweet potato fries went superbly with a large cold refreshing tangerine wheat microbrew.\u00a0 Dinner was outstanding.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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