After spending the first half of spring break with Will in Albuquerque, we switched gears entirely and took Lucy to Newport for her spring break. On the way there we indulged our slight fascination with covered bridges.
When we got there, we looked at the weather report, and it was dire. A huge windstorm was blowing in, and it hit Newport first. We awoke to gale-force winds, and Lucy and I had to lean into the wind to go get coffee. Still, we’re from the PN freaking W, so we put on our gore-tex and stiff upper lips, and just went about our business.
We did more Oregon Coast Quests (post forthcoming), discovered a new brew pub, puzzled, found a basket of seashells at a thrift store, did tons of walking, and sent Lucy to the playground across the parking lot all by herself. It was great, and we might have to go back to this area.