July 5th, 2006
Homer, AK
Gregg and I walked around an overcast Homer until it was time to head to Wes and Matt's rustic cabin for lunch. Homer is a good exmple of a city still with soul. Each building is unique, and independantly owned. Small business maked up probably 99 percent of the commercial market in Homer - though I think that is rapidly changing, as with everywhere else in the world.
Even since I have been here, three short years ago, the city has burgeoned. A huge commercial supermarket with a Starbucks has been put in, and now there is talk of a Fred Meyer.
However, the downtown still has the same look and feel it used to, with each store its own unique building with beautiful handcrafted wood carved signage. Even with Homer being the unique community that it is, disturbingly enough, there apparently has been talk of changing the name homer heaven. Matt claims if his happens, he will write a letter to the town and suggest they consider the name "everywhere" also.
I wish Seattle retained more of it's originality and flavor like Homer has. Developments are taking over the city, and prices are skyrocketing. Uniqueness is tossed aside for quick and inexpensive building - at the price of Seattle rapidly losing a lot of its flavor.
When we reached their rustic cabin, 10 miles outside the 'downtown' I was again awed by the simplicity in which they live. Small living spaces, a garden with vegetables and berries, outhouses, no electricity or running water, and nearly everything within their spaces homemade. They need it, they make it. It is so wonderfully simple.
I imagine many people from our home in CT, and in my current home in Washington would find it extraordinarily hard to live this kind of life. As i type on my computer, I was reminded again that I would be one of those people, though I was inspired. I thought about building my own cabin from scratch, and how satisfying it would be to have taken part in every aspect of creating your home. Gregg and I spent the evening with Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn - with subtle reminders about the minor deficiencies of our relationship - but mostly just with a super bad movie.
We had spent the day looking for what we would do tomorrow - our designated "take a tour day" - We figured it would either be fishing tour, or a flight tour to bear watch. The latter was $600 - fishing it was! Brian Saunders, someone I had met and been fond of the first time around in Homer now had a guide company. We scheduled a kayak / fishing excursion for the following day.
Gregg and I seemed to be doing a lot of bickering on this trip - and not a whole lot of sleeping - it was beginning to wear me down. We spent the night talking, and I hoped tomorrow would be brighter.
Homer, AK
Gregg and I walked around an overcast Homer until it was time to head to Wes and Matt's rustic cabin for lunch. Homer is a good exmple of a city still with soul. Each building is unique, and independantly owned. Small business maked up probably 99 percent of the commercial market in Homer - though I think that is rapidly changing, as with everywhere else in the world.
Even since I have been here, three short years ago, the city has burgeoned. A huge commercial supermarket with a Starbucks has been put in, and now there is talk of a Fred Meyer.
However, the downtown still has the same look and feel it used to, with each store its own unique building with beautiful handcrafted wood carved signage. Even with Homer being the unique community that it is, disturbingly enough, there apparently has been talk of changing the name homer heaven. Matt claims if his happens, he will write a letter to the town and suggest they consider the name "everywhere" also.
I wish Seattle retained more of it's originality and flavor like Homer has. Developments are taking over the city, and prices are skyrocketing. Uniqueness is tossed aside for quick and inexpensive building - at the price of Seattle rapidly losing a lot of its flavor.
When we reached their rustic cabin, 10 miles outside the 'downtown' I was again awed by the simplicity in which they live. Small living spaces, a garden with vegetables and berries, outhouses, no electricity or running water, and nearly everything within their spaces homemade. They need it, they make it. It is so wonderfully simple.
I imagine many people from our home in CT, and in my current home in Washington would find it extraordinarily hard to live this kind of life. As i type on my computer, I was reminded again that I would be one of those people, though I was inspired. I thought about building my own cabin from scratch, and how satisfying it would be to have taken part in every aspect of creating your home. Gregg and I spent the evening with Jennifer Aniston and Vince Vaughn - with subtle reminders about the minor deficiencies of our relationship - but mostly just with a super bad movie.
We had spent the day looking for what we would do tomorrow - our designated "take a tour day" - We figured it would either be fishing tour, or a flight tour to bear watch. The latter was $600 - fishing it was! Brian Saunders, someone I had met and been fond of the first time around in Homer now had a guide company. We scheduled a kayak / fishing excursion for the following day.
Gregg and I seemed to be doing a lot of bickering on this trip - and not a whole lot of sleeping - it was beginning to wear me down. We spent the night talking, and I hoped tomorrow would be brighter.
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