Normally, we would pack up the camping gear (tent, sleeping bags, propane stove, camp chairs) and spend the night in a state campground, probably next to an RV running its generator so the kids can watch TV. This time though, we decided to go all out and made reservations for two nights in a hotel. That's right, a hotel. No sleeping on an inflatable mattress, peeing in the woods, or waking up with fuzzy teeth for us. This was a classy vacation!
We checked out every possible tourist turn-out along the 101, spent Saturday night in the adorable town of Florence, in our hotel right on the river. We watched tennis on cable and a movie on HBO. We swam in the hotel pool at the Best Western in Coos Bay and ate breakfast at a place called the Kozy Kitchen, where B had a breakfast burrito as big as his face. Seriously, we lived the American traveler's dream.
Here are some shots from the trip, more on the flickr site:
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