Trip to the Coast

I took Friday off and spent a couple days with my dad at the coast. He was staying in the SoMa motel while friends of his stayed at my parents' house in Waldport (long story).
After some tropics-esque downpours, the sun peeked out, and my dad and I enjoyed a day of yummy food, gallery visits, beach time, and wrestling the motel VCR (do they even make VCRs anymore?).
Kai, my parents' 140lb dog, has been forced to wear a cone around his head so he wouldn't lick a wound on his hip. Hilarity, of course, was ever-present.
The motel was cool--built in the 40s and brimming with character (particularly the shower head that forced me to crouch down to the typical 40s-era height of 4'11" ...).
It was great to hang out for some daddy-daughter time, a rarity now that we live 3 hours apart. I hope that I can make the trek again soon ...

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