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Thursday, 18 September 2014

Off to the Sylvia Beach Hotel with Carol, a good close friend of 36, yes, 36 years.

On the way, we stopped in Pacific City for lunch at the Grateful Bread Bakery. We drove around for awhile not seeing it, till I used my iPhone and discovered to my amazement that it led us there with a blue dot (us) on a blue line (the route).

I love modern technology!

I love modern technology!

at the Grateful Bread Bakery

at the Grateful Bread Bakery

Grateful Bread

Grateful Bread

adorable cottage across the street

adorable cottage across the street

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knead

the view

the view

We both had "dory caught" tuna melts.

We both had “dory caught” tuna melts. Delicious.

Pacific City is renowned for their dory fishing fleet, and all the fish on the menu was proudly described as “dory caught”.

The women’s restroom had inspirational walls:

wall

shoes

hat

hat

If I lived in Pacific City, I think this would be my place, although I suppose it is crowded with tourists (like us) during the summer.

We stopped for one viewpoint further on during our three plus hour drive. Our mission was straightforward, to get to the Sylvia Beach Hotel as soon as we could. However, I had noticed this particular view last time and this time I was prepared to ask Carol to stop.

The tide was very low; on our way back the wee island was surrounded with water.

The tide was very low; on our way back the wee island was surrounded with water.

low, low tide

low, low tide, south of Wheeler, Oregon

Then, onward, southward along the spectacular Oregon Coast until:

My favourite place

My favourite place

This is the hotel where every room is decorated for a different author.

Our room for the night was the Alice Walker room. We had figured out that we could bring a comfy tri-fold mattress for the second sleeper, which opened up a whole new world of rooms. (Previously, we’d stayed in the expensive large rooms (Colette, Mark Twain, Agatha Christie), or the EB White Room with twin beds (the only one so outfitted, now the John Steinbeck room, rarely available as is perfect for friends), or the smaller rooms with trundle beds (Oscar Wilde, Dr Seuss!).

Alice Walker room...mural

Alice Walker room…mural

The Color Purple, of course.

The Color Purple, of course.

alice

The room had a wonderful scent. As soon as I started reading the room journals and found mentions of it, I realized that the scent was from baskets…the nice natural fragrance of baskets.

alice

alice

alice

I was thrilled to find many room journals to read; sometimes the old journals are missing. There were a couple of years not there, but as you can see, I had lots of reading material, some going back to 1987 when the hotel first opened:

The room journals are my favourite part of a trip to SBH.

The room journals are my favourite part of a trip to SBH.

I sat myself down in a wicker chair by the window and began to read, and kept reading until sunset. This was my view:

view

Ok, this is what it really looks like. I tuned out the cars.

cars

Carol settled down across the room to read:

carol

the perfect companion

All we lacked was the hotel cat. Carol loves cats but is mildly allergic, so we did not invite Shelly in.

I immersed myself in the journals till dinnertime. I intend to share more later, on different themes; here are entries specifically about the Alice Walker room.

journal entry

name

walker

goody

goody2

Goody Cable is the visionary who created the Sylvia Beach with the help of close friends.

Some people questioned whether or not the mural should show an African scene or instead a scene in the Georgia where Alice lived and wrote her books. This journal entry solved the question, I think:

walker

mural

I loved this affirmation of our own beauty:

love

 

Someone all the way from Belgium had her mind on the Agatha Christie room that is just a few doors down:

agatha

agatha2

The entry below makes reference to the Two Truths and a Lie game that we are “forced” to play during dinner at the Tables of Content restaurant in the hotel.

alice

After while Carol went up to the third floor library till dinner time. From my chair, I looked up now and again at the changing view.

sunset

view

sunset

people

After sunset, we walked right across the street to April’s at Nye Beach restaurant.

right across the narrow street

April’s: right across the narrow street

Carol had oh so delicious trout.

Carol had oh so delicious trout.

Sadly, I was feeling a bit poorly so I had a simpler dinner.

The balsamic vinegar on the bruschetta might, I thought, soothe my digestion.

The balsamic vinegar on the bruschetta might, I thought, soothe my digestion.

After dinner, I got right back to reading journals in Alice’s room, while Carol went up to the library again.

karen

I was pleased to see a reference to my favourite author, Iris Murdoch, who has become obscure now.

Many journal entries speak of lost love. I will gather more of them together later on.

walker

more

I thought this entry was especially lovely:

kitchen

I hope these two are married now:

marriage

A bit after ten PM, Carol thoughtfully brought me a cup of mulled wine from the library, so that I would not have to climb two flights of stairs to get there. A tradition of the SBH is hot mulled wine provided in the coffee room off of the library (and all day there is hot water, assorted tea bags and coffee). I read the journals till past midnight.

view from the bed

view from the bed

I wish for reading lamps like these at the head of my bed at home.

I wish for reading lamps like these at the head of my bed at home.

Next: The Virginia Woolf room and another day of journal reading.

 

 

 

 

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