Life on the road is filled with strange rituals and dirty habits.
We have been camping with freinds in state campgrounds on Mt. St. Helens for three days, recovering from the exhausting hike to the top. Then on September 1st we set off alone for some beachfront parking on the Olympic Peninsula.
Things like going to the toilet in the night become little missions into the woods searching for clearings and listening for the packs of gang banging raccoons who's turf your on.
Other daily routines include boiling water for tea, searching for hidden parking spots or repacking the car after sleeping in the back; all things add up to complicating the normal rhythms of life.
After our first week of life in the Camry, we are getting comfortable with life on the ever new and changing road.
The Pacific Coast of the Olympic Peninsula was the first leg of the trip and the test phase of living from the car.
Out for a brisk morning walk along the coast at Rialto Beach.
Making one of our many gourmet meals.
Tumorous trees, on the foggy summer coast.
That's a lot of Oysters shells and one handsome car!
