I'm Nobody Special...or at least I'm having fun making that
claim, as a "running gag" attempt at
political humor and as a
commentator in song. So when Nobody in
Particular emailed me
last summer in 2000, we struck up a correspondence...I'm sure you
can see this coming, Nobody in Particular and family were
waiting at the Eugene depot! They took me directly to a farmer's
market, where they had numerous friends. There was a band tent,
and fantastic dancing, so I "waded right into the waters",
tripping the light fantastic with a fandango
of my own...soon
folks were giving me the familiar Cheshire Cat grin, and got right
down to a welcome meal and some acquainting handshakes and hugs!
Given that I was travelling on a GreyHound Discover Pass, I was able to route up the coast hiway to Portland and come back down I-5 through Salem, Albany, and Corvallis - all of which I want to visit soon! The ride through the Willamette valley was very soothing - the Clouds cleared and the sun on the grass cover of some sheep ranches would surely inspire Van Gogh!