Seaside: There and Back Again Twice-A Five Minute Blog

(Class starts in 14 minutes. I'm ready.) We spent two days and one night in Seaside last weekend. I will spend two days and two nights in Seaside next weekend as well when my sister and I join our up north relatives for some fun time together. In between the two trips, I will like thinking about the warm sun and blue sky and no wind in Cannon Beach as we zigzagged from shop to shop. I will recall the sound of the ocean when we finally figured out that that was the sound we were hearing behind the shouts of the card game, the whir of the ceiling fan and the dull rattle of the TV that no one bothered to get up and turn off. And even though my sense of smell is nearly non-existent from too many years of lap swimming, I can still sense the brisk tang of the air as Pat and I walked along the Promenade in the early morning. One good cup of clam chowder and three tastes of Pat's excellent bowl of clam chowder with its just right thickness and its take a few seconds to smack the lips to figure out the clever seasoning and I'll happily make the return trip in a few days. It will be a different Seaside experience next time but many things will remain the same. (Class in four minutes. I can hear the door clanging open then shut. Time to go.)