The past few days have been spent in Bend, Oregon helping my Dad towards the next chapter of his life without our Mom by getting his house ready to sell or rent. Not a fun chore, going through 57 years of someone's life. Emotionally draining. Physically draining. I'm telling you all right now - go into your cupboards, drawers, closets, shelves and get rid of that stuff. If you don't use it - lose it.
(Take your own advice, Terry.)
Oh. Dear Readers. Don't you know I was in heaven? I was in love with the deep soaking tub. The organic cotton towels. The key/card that you simply wave in front of the room door to gain access. The hip bar/restaurant downstairs. And check-out that cool wallpaper! Did I mention the high-speed internet, 42-inch HD television, one-zillion thread-count organic cotton sheets?
After ten hours of work today, I was looking forward to that soaking tub and a pre-dinner nap... but the previously serene hotel was suddenly situated in front of a street fair celebration - The Bite of Bend - complete with dueling stages with live bands. Noisy. No pre-dinner nap for anyone staying in a street-front room at the Oxford Hotel this evening.
No rest for the weary. The Bite of Bend
But hungry workers need food and there was a food fair happening on the street below the hotel room. Time to eat!
These "Bite" food festivals bring a huge assortment of local restaurants to one area and allow diners to sample "bites" of their cuisines, usually for just a few bucks. Tonight foodies could sample Thai, Mexican, Hawaiian shave ice, popcorn, donuts, Philly cheese steaks, corn on the cob, burgers, pizza, Indian food, scones, crepes and a variety of micro brews and Oregon wines. There is no admission fee, and the music and entertainment are free.
All in all, it was a good stroll and it has been a long, long, long while since we have spent only $4 for dinner. But, the noise/music was deafening and I was tired.... so back to the hotel and a quick stop to the chic bar before bed.
I ordered a martini.
Until my next update, I remain, your "bite me" correspondent.