On the Move



We had rather settled into our place on Salmon Beach, but alas, we got evicted last weekend. It was according to plan, as the owner returned from her place in Mexico. We actually squeezed a couple of extra weeks out of her, as we had moved in November 15 and were due to move out May 15, but earlier in the year we contacted her regarding if we might stay a little bit longer, and she generously extended our lease until the end of May.

I spoke to her after her return, and she was a bit regretful about giving us that extension. The rest of the ex-pat community in her village in Mexico disappeared April 1, and she soon saw why. The word she used to describe the weather was “sweltering.” She then took to the road for home, but since we were occupying her space, she took the long road home from the Baja of California, which passed through the Midwest (including Missouri!), and continued on up into Canada. When we let her know when we were out of the house on Sunday, she was there later the same day.


Salmon Beach was hard to leave, and I’m not just talking about the 200+ stairs we had to carry our stuff
up. Actually, that part wasn’t too bad, as we borrowed our homeowner’s electric beach cart for a couple of the heavier loads.

Salmon Beach was hard to leave because it’s a special place. The views are great, top to bottom. The giant trees of Point Defiance Park are wonderful to drive through coming and going. Sunsets are spectacular. The waves lull you to sleep at night. Seals frequently cruise right by the deck, and we saw one Minke whale back in December. Sometimes they see orcas there, but we never caught a glimpse of one.


The people there are a casual, fun lot. Neighbors from a couple of doors up the walk invited us and some other neighbors over for dinner on their deck on our final night there. We saw a sunset and a (nearly) full moon rise. It was a great time, but made moving the next day all the more sad.

We didn’t move far, though. Our new digs are in “The Wedge”, a little two-bedroom house built in 1908, just a couple of blocks off of the bustling 6th Ave. It’s more central-city, about 15 minutes away from where we were. The house is cute, and we’re looking forward to exploring the neighborhood.


You may recall that the house we lived in at Elbe had black and white rabbits hanging out in the backyard. Surprisingly, this house does, too, but the rabbits are considerably less fluffy.







 

 

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