Washington to California

24.01.20

My return to the states has been a strange time, a limbo of sorts.

Basically from January through February I am waiting for an interview in San Francisco and then waiting for the results of said interview. I would consider myself a very patient person, but waiting has been hard.

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I began my wait at my parents place in Port Townsend, Washington: a quaint little town on the most northeastern corner of the Olympic Peninsula.

Being by the ocean was wonderful, the ferries are as magical as Grey’s Anatomy made them out to be all those years ago, and there were lots of trails for running and breweries for IPA drinking.

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It was a nice time, but this interview loomed.

More so, the journey there and the question of what to do in February loomed.

For the first time in a very long time, I didn’t feel like moving. I used to love packing - the puzzle of it, the sacrifice, the minimalism. Packing in Port Townsend to leave for Seattle > Portland > San Francisco with no idea what February would hold wasn’t fun. I ended up with my Patagonia Black Hole doing what it does best, an endless and very heavy void of stuff: hiking boots & snow pants, summer dresses & shorts, Ugg slippers that I couldn’t part with, & all my camping stuff.

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I had to carry stuff for every possibility I was considering:

 

Working at a Bee Farm in Maui, Hawaii

Workaway placement in Six Rivers National Forest, CA

Workaway or WWOOFING somewhere in Alaska …or Mexico

A job at a Hostel in Lake Tahoe, CA

A trip down the coast to Carmel-by-the-sea & Big Sur

Hanging out in Santa Cruz, CA for a while

Buying a car & heading into the Sierra Nevada for some mountain time

The John Muir Trail?

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tHE plAN:

 

Port Townsend, wa >

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san francisco, ca >

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seattle, wa >

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santa cruz >

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portland, or >

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carmel-by-the-sea >

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bEFORE THE UNKNOWN OF SPRING IS UPON ME, i HAVE AT LEAST FIGURED OUT THE NEXT TWO WEEKS: fROM pORT TOWNSEND TO carmel-by-the-sea. I am trying to enjoy this limbo, this unknown, but something about it doesn’t feel nice. I feel aimless, lonely, unsure.

 

wiLL REPORT BACK SOON,

liLY

Lily Angell