Best beach birthday ever
We're back! It was amaaaaaazing. Thank you so much for the sweet birthday wishes!
Our hotel, the Sylvia Beach Hotel. It's a beautiful old building on top of a hill that is right on the water. The top floor has a lounge with mismatched comfy vintage furniture and tons of blankets so you can sit, read, knit, or talk while you stare at the ocean. We sat there in the evening when it was too dark or chilly to be outside. With the windows open if still felt like you were out on the ocean.
At 9:30 they serve hot spiced wine. I am not a wine person at all, but it really tasted like delicious hot apple cider. For us, it was really the perfect place to stay. Especially because it's also just a touch (or two or three) goofy.
Each room is author-themed and we stayed in the Edgar Allen Poe room.
Please note the pendulum blade above the bed. You can scour the tiny room for all the Poe references your heart desires.
And now photos! (Please bear with me, this post is also for my family and friends back home who I am trying desperately to persuade to come out here… Jenny, Loren, Hillary, Blake, James and Diana, mom: you hear that?)
The lighthouse at Yaquina Head
Also at Yaquina Head:
(Debra, is that you?)
There were so many seals sunning themselves on the rocks and playing in the water. I could have watched them the whole trip.
The obligatory lovey dovey shot
what I spent most of my trip looking like (It was windy!)
The beach outside of our hotel. That speck in the distance is me. Most of my time I just wandered up and down the coast or sat on a giant rock overlooking the water. As much as I enjoy Drew's company I think the ocean is an experience that requires a great deal of solitude. To think about everything, anything, and mostly nothing. I read Live Girls, which was sad and good and did I mention good?
Aaaahhh OK—a long post, but really—the trip, the hotel, my birthday… I think the best in my adult life. Thank you Drew.







































