The Camping Wrap Up

There's a new post over on my travel blog on my last camping trip. Click on the doggy for the link.

Camping

The camping trip I just took with the family went about the same as all our camping trips. There was a lot of driving, lots of pretty things, at least one disaster, some fighting, but no one nearly died. I don't want to go too deeply into the disaster, but suffice to say, Yosemite is really overrated.

Over on my travel blog, I'll get some pics posted.

I'm back now in Portland, doing not much of anything. Still looking fruitlessly for a job and running out of money. Hopefully I can get some GI Bill money for the next term, but that's not a guarantee. No prospects for employment on the horizon. I hope moving back in with the parents isn't in the cards, because that would be agony for someone in her late 20s.

At least it's that time of the year when just about every soccer league in the world is going, so there's something to absorb myself in that doesn't involve stressing over anything consequential.

It was 91 degrees by 11:30 am today. What the hell? It was chilly and cloudy just about all summer and just when I get back from camping up in the mountains it gets all nasty. Sure, the camping was in the desert, but we were high enough in elevation that it was only hot in the sun, cool in the shade and chilly at night. In other words, it was perfect up there. This is sticky and gross.