Our Minimoon: From Mt. Hood to the Coast
Part 1 – The Drive North & Beachwood
We left Mt. Hood Meadows that morning, tired but still buzzing from the night before. After packing up the car, we drove toward Portland and stopped at Pho Le Nguyen — a comfort-food reward for surviving the wedding whirlwind.
In perfect timing, we ran into G and Kierra there — a random, happy reunion before hitting the coast.
That evening we reached Beachwood Resort in Washington, our home base for the next few nights. A tiny condo right on the beach — a little worn but with a pool, hot tub, and sauna.
We got scrappy: cooked pasta, opened wine, and watched Love Is Blind on the oldest TV alive. Exactly what we needed.
The next day was slow and cozy — coffee in bed, sweaters and salt air, walks along the beach, and our nightly 100-push-ups challenge. The car was already covered in sand by day two.
On Monday we drove up to Seabrook, rented bikes, and rode through the seaside town. Later we found Galway Bay Irish Pub in Ocean Shores — cider, fish ’n’ chips, and the Mariners game.
Our $10-per-game betting rivalry continued:
Meg + $20 / Ryker – $20. (She’s still bragging.)
Part 1 – The Drive North & Beachwood
We left Mt. Hood Meadows that morning, tired but still buzzing from the night before. After packing up the car, we drove toward Portland and stopped at Pho Le Nguyen — a comfort-food reward for surviving the wedding whirlwind. In perfect timing, we ran into G and Kierra there — a random, happy reunion before hitting the coast. That evening we reached Beachwood Resort in Washington, our home base for the next few nights. A tiny condo right on the beach — a little worn but with a pool, hot tub, and sauna. We got scrappy: cooked pasta, opened wine, and watched Love Is Blind on the oldest TV alive. Exactly what we needed. The next day was slow and cozy — coffee in bed, sweaters and salt air, walks along the beach, and our nightly 100-push-ups challenge. The car was already covered in sand by day two. On Monday we drove up to Seabrook, rented bikes, and rode through the seaside town. Later we found Galway Bay Irish Pub in Ocean Shores — cider, fish ’n’ chips, and the Mariners game. Our $10-per-game betting rivalry continued: Meg + $20 / Ryker – $20. (She’s still bragging.) |         |