Photos. A lot of them. Also, camping. Huzzah!

I think hot running water may be the most wonderful invention known to humankind. Fully-equipped kitchens and comfortable mattresses are close seconds, however. But even with the lack of those things, OH MY GOODNESS camping was brilliant. I am so incredibly glad I got out of the city this summer; besides Tonasket, I hadn't at all, and I really needed to. This was perfect: long, disgustingly scenic drives with good music playing; hanging with one of my oldest and best friends for three days; hiking miles upon miles in the rainforest; murdering mosquitoes and muttering death threats at them; eating one-and-a-half cans of beans each over two days (haha, what having only one burner does to your camping meals); writing on paper instead of the computer; playing cards in the tent; walking barefoot through the freezing riverbed; breathing air so clean my insides felt turned out. Simple brilliance. It's the phrase "no worries, mate" put into action.

Also we both had cameras and took an absurd amount of photographs, even after putting them together and deleting the doubles and bad photos. I shan't put all of them here, since that would be far too many; in fact, my photobucket account couldn't hold them all. Now that's ridiculous.

( Emily and Kenna's Mad Adventures to the Rainforest: Illustrated by Photographs. )

And now I have to go shopping. Because there is hardly any food in this house at all.

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I was trying to organize a possible quick trip to Portland, but Amtrak's website was flipping out on me, so I called them instead...and got Julie, the Automated Telephone Agent. Who sounded creepily real. It was hard not saying "okay" in response to some things (which would not have worked, as the whole thing was voice-activated), and it felt kind of weird hanging up on her. It. Whatever.
...it was really bizarre.

And now, stolen from mantini: ( That Really Weird Quiz )

That was disturbingly fun, actually. My goodness. Off to dinner now.