1.31.13. placerville (the other side of the mountains)

the past several days after leaving tahoe. thought-provoking. enjoyable though difficult and helpful in learning. do i regret them, no, but i am glad to be out of placerville. we had some warm welcomes in one hand and some shady mixed signals in the other. hours spent on the gas station stoop led to some graciously accepted donations and a chance meeting with some ridiculous strangers who we would spend the majority of our time in placerville with. cathy, the woman had a contagious but almost overwhelming lust for life. she was generous and had a willingness to help us out, which was awesome. i don't doubt we'll run into her in venice beach where she lives. meeting her on the 76 curb was meant to be, no doubt in my mind. she offered me up the advice of not over thinking. people's thoughts are just things as well, so to dwell on them is to live in the past and future, causing you to miss out on the present moment. i need to be present. cathy was helping me realize this as sitting within my own thoughts all the time can be hazardous. i can still be aware of my thoughts in the present, but just not so analytical. she called me out on that. i do feel I should take her advice, and try out living for living, not just for analytics sake. we stayed with a guy named casey for the first half of the week. a great guy who gladly took us in. he had a lot of things to work on with his own life though so taking care of two bums from ohio had to end, and we proceeded onward. this was casey's teepee he started building and the massive fire he decided to make

placerville sunset

chilling at casey's

we were finally able to get out of the town yesterday, after having people go back on their word to us and screw us on a promised ride. someday I'll go into detail about placerville, but for now, i am moving on. after a run-in with the local cops and being told to leave the 76, our camp was set up at the mick's next door where we were fortunately offered a place to crash on our last night in placerville by a woman named kelly. great lady. a simple floor space and a warm spaghetti dinner put us right to bed. she took care of us and shined a light on a bleak town otherwise.


kelly's little car up top

we hoofed it to the local bus station but instead of taking the amtrak, we took a fellow's advice while waiting there, and went on a wild goose chase around town hopping from local transit to the casino where we would wait five hours to get a free ride to sac. saved us some money so it was worth the wait and it worked out for the best. we camped out in the lobby for quite a while, fixing up meals right there on the casino floor. the shuttle finally arrived and we were dropped off in sac with no place to go. fortunately no sooner had we walked two blocks, a fellow cs'er named michelle contacted us offering a ride and a place to crash.






so here i am the next morning, making note because i can finally say we made it out of that town and into the new. after the gourmet meal last night, a great chat with our hostess and a great night's sleep, i am off to live and breathe.