...something I actually am good at; unlike blogging, cleaning, laundry, organizing, and being productive in general! Point being this post doesn't have much of a point, except for giving me something to do besides all the things I am supposed to be doing (see list above for a start!).
This week Charlie had an overnight job in Westport, Wa. about 3 hours west of Seattle on the coast and because of my ginormously pregnant state his boss let me go with him! It was a nice trip to a somewhat (understatement) creepy tiny fishing town. Charlie kept saying over and over "I come from a small town but... Not like this!"
I didn't actually bring much with me to keep me busy, not even a camera, so here are some phone photos of the places I wandered to while the boys were working.
Fisherman's Boardwalk
Watchtower lookout.
Float 20.
So you might not think those photos are too bad, pretty little costal town, kinda. Then you step off of the sightseeing board walk and things get a little more horror movie-esque!
Welcome to small town America! Incase you were wondering, this anatomically correct (I think) alien was NOT wearing pants. |
Despite what it may look like this house has NO porch. That red door has an open hole instead of a handle and drops straight down onto a pile of rusted rubble! |
Not really sure about this house at the end of a Dead End road, but in case you were interested it's for sale! |
-Cait
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That town would be the best setting ever for the creepiest horror movie ever that i would never watch...ever. Hope you covered Asher bean"s eyes so that he wouldn't have bad dreams!
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