I think I slept for a good 11 hours. Lovely!
We had a light breakfast and set off to do laundry. Clean clothes are one of the best things in the world! We sat in the cafe next door using their wi-fi and eating a little more breakfast while we simultaneously washed and dried our clothes. It was a handsome, warm morning, and I was in love.
We checked out a sea glass museum and some thrift stores before heading out of town. Rt 101 along the coast of CA is such a beautiful drive. We stopped and explored one of the beaches for a long time. Soo pretty!
We did a decent amount of driving today. Most of our hours were spent stopping off at the gorgeous sights and exploring. We watched the sunset from a rocky peninsula. It was a great, peaceful day.
The night however, was a little tedious. We planned on staying in a hotel somewhere in Eureka, CA. We had temporarily given up on couchsurfing because we weren't sure if our car could get us where we needed to go. Anyway, Eureka is a dump. There was really no nice part to the town, and I didn't feel safe at all. We opted to see if we could find something in a nearby town, even a campground or something. After following a few dead leads, we wearily drove around looking for anywhere to just turn off the car and sleep. We found a gas station off the freeway in Arcata, CA, and did just that.
I have issues with sleeping in the car, and it really has nothing to do with the car itself. I sleep pretty well sitting upright. It's not terribly uncomfortable to me, and it's a cheap, simple fix for not being able to find a decent place to stay. Where we park the car, however, is what freaks me out. In the middle of the woods? In a scary town? Behind a gas station in the dark? I'm constantly in fear of the worst case scenario. I suppose I'd feel better if I had a gun or something to defend myself with, but until then, I'm afraid Big Foot will bash in my window and eat my brains.
The whole night at the gas station, I thought the cops were going to come and throw us in jail or something. I woke up every two hours to turn the car on and look around for axe murderers. It was pretty restless.
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