We're not quite sure what to expect as we travel down the road, what amenities will be available, accommodations, food . . . There was one eating establishment in Rockport, Washington, a bar, and Hannah was not allowed, but the dogs were. In fact, Hannah went in and was promptly told by the barkeep that she was not allowed.
So, she sat out on the front porch while I ordered a drink and then back to the campground. Next thing I know, there is a woman sitting next to her on the bench. Yes, the woman was drunk, smoking AND having a very animated conversation with my 11-year old! Hannah was quite entertained by the whole situation and was even brave enough to ask the woman to not allow the smoke of the cigarrette into her face. No hard feelings with the barmaid. What interesting situations will we experience down the road?
As we left that evening, Hannah's new friend kept bidding her a fond goodbye and even left her address with the barmaid so that we could update her ont he trip.
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