Forget it mom, it's Canyonville.

So much to talk about. On Saturday we took the 3-hour-drive down I-5 South to scenic Canyonville, Oregon. Population 1,400. My aunt and uncle call Canyonville home and with my grandmother visiting them from Pennsylvania, a surprise party was held for her 90th birthday. Once someone surpasses the age of 70 the surprise party seems like an odd and perhaps even reckless choice to me but, on this occasion, it went well and my grandmother seemed genuinely touched. And here are some other pros (as well as some cons) of 30 hours in Canyonville.

Pro: The 7 Feathers Casino. Canyonville's claim to fame. As casinos go, it's tiny  with a small poker room, roughly a dozen table games, a bingo parlor and a bunch of slot machines. It's an odd but generally friendly clientele. As my soon-to-be sister-in-law said: "I just want an option to scroll over all of these people like on a computer and a description of who they are and why they're here would pop up." 

Pro: Winning money at a casino for the first time in my life. Our table worked our friendly, elderly dealer like a speed bag. It's a good night at the blackjack tables when: A. The dealer and you both have 20, she starts taking your money, is informed of her mistake and then awards you the hand for the confusion. B: The dealer runs out of chips. C: You hit three consecutive 10s while doubling on 11. D. All of the above.

Pro: Our highly adaptable son. We messed with our poor little guy's schedule so egregiously he was on Greenwich Mean Time by the end of the weekend. But, with limited naps and after spending a day with dozens of new faces, he slept like a rock in the bathroom of an unfamiliar hotel room.

Con: The drunken Canyonville local outside our room at 1 a.m. who loudly tried to convince her new friend that they should call an escort service and then berated him loudly when he locked her out of his room.

Con: Elliott realizing that riding in the car for long periods of time is no longer the blissful catalyst to Sleepytown like it used to be. 

In all, a very successful road trip on multiple fronts.



Shelbi and I doubled our money over the weekend. Elliott... lost
his shoes.

 

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