Traveling... Again

Apparently I inspire others with my trips.  Knowing that a long weekend is coming up, at least three folks have asked what my plans are...so good of you to wonder.  I'm heading for the Oregon Coast.  This shall informally be dubbed, "The Pizza Tour."

Several months ago, someone mentioned to me a place called "Pizza a fetta" in Cannon Beach, OR.  I'm stopping in, night #1. 

It's not pizza, but it is pie... night #2, Yachats, OR. 

Night #3, maybe, Eugene, OR - Track Town Pizza.  Back in the day - waaaay back in the day - my dad took Jenny and Bonnie to the Olympic Track & Field Trials in Eugene.  This would be 1980, the year the U.S. was banned from going to the Olympics.  (Really, President Carter?  Reallllly?)  When I go through town, I always stop there.

Day #4 - Vancouver, WA - Vancouver Pizza.  I get to see my elementary school teacher, and this will round out the pizza experience.  Sweet.

I realized recently that I am.... entirely too goal-oriented currently, especially in terms of doing things I think others want me to do.    That's not the point.  Hence a trip with no real point.  Hence enjoying the journey instead of the destination.  A write-up once I'm back (and pizza reviews), but I'm so disconnecting for the weekend.