With signs and pictures in the car windows mocking our youth, I headed out of town on a good old fashioned road trip with a few good friends made a lifetime ago. While one currently lives nearby, the others I haven’t seen in quantity since I graduated college in Bellingam, WA. It was so long ago that not only was Kurt Cobain alive, Nirvana was small enough to show up for a surprise concert at our student union.
I have to give credit to my friend Mara for planning this trip or it never would have happened. I’m more of a “sure that sounds like fun” girl rather than a planner. Our Bellingham road trip called for visiting the town that was home for four years. While we did visit with a friend who chose to make Bellingham, WA her home, the rest of us had not returned.
I live in SW Washington very close to the Oregon border and the town we were visiting is on the I-5 corridor close to the Canadian border. The familiar drive took us over the 4 hours etched in my memory. Whether the time discrepancy was due to additional bathroom breaks caused by 7 collective children damaging our bladders or concern for having to pay our own speeding tickets, we had plenty of stories to entertain us along the way.
Our road trip playlist may have had room for Achy Breaky Heart and the Macarena even though our flannel and wool based wardrobes back in the day placed us securely in the middle of the grunge scene. In the spirit of reliving our glory days, we wanted to rent a house that would be conducive to stretching out and having a central area to just hang out, chat, and
enjoy a glass of wine nurse a hangover.
Just so you know, I am totally not complaining, it was perfect.
Road Trip To Bellingham Hiccups
But, there were two rules that struck my funny bone when we got a tour of our rented digs (aside from the fact it was actually a daylight basement).
1. We weren’t allowed to use the outlets by the vanity in the bathroom because the owner had salt water fish tanks in her house that were on the same circuit and if overloaded, may kill the fish.
2. We had to turn on the oscillating fan when using the toaster oven to avoid activating the smoke detector.
We all agreed that it was nicer than all of the places we lived in while students, the price was unbeatable, and the ambiance was part of our adventure. So was taking a cab home the first night when we needed to.
We had a few adventures that I would like to share. Perhaps next time as this is getting long. Also, I’m old, I’m tired and I really need to take a shower. I may or may not smell like dead fish.
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