(written en route to) Medford, OR

The scenery in northern California and Oregon is hard to beat. Snow-capped mountains, teal-green lakes, rushing rivers, against a backdrop of lush fur trees. It is a distinctly Northwestern scene, here today.

Greg reported on Chuck's tour, which is in Florida at the moment... apparently they were staying in a hotel that had a bar right next to their pool. Everyone (but me) groans with envy; but, seriously, if given the choice ... mountain-glory of Oregon, or the hot sun of Florida... I gotta say, this white-girl would pick Oregon any day. (Sorry, Florida. She's just not that into you.)

Greg, Patrick, Laura and I had some yummy beer and pizza/sandwiches at a great little joint in Ashland, OR. There's some good theatre, here, and so some peeps went in search of some culture: Greg's seeing TICK TICK BOOM at the Oregon Cabaret tonight; and Tim went to see something at Oregon Shakespeare this afternoon. Not to be outdone, Briana and I went to Blockbuster, popped some popcorn, and had a little movie-night in our room (A VERY LONG ENGAGEMENT -- hey, it was subtitled! That's culture!)

Today was just a travel day; and then only one show tomorrow. So, sort of a light weekend!

Looking forward to getting up a bit early tomorrow and exploring Ashland.