It was my first time being on the west coast and even as I write this, I am still in awe over the mountainous backdrops and lush scenery.
While in Oregon, I visit my dear friends who lived in Portland. During my stay, they were so kind as to show me around their home state, and visiting Cannon Beach was by far my favorite. We woke up early one morning and by the time we made it, a thick fog was covering the beach. We couldn’t help but find how ironic it was; we drove all this way to see the infamous Haystack Rock and here we were and we couldn’t even see 10 feet in front of us.
We bought some time at Insomnia Coffee Co which I highly recommend, but even after our pit-stop, the fog seemed even thicker. Honestly, I didn’t mind it at all. I found the entire scene captivating. There’s something about fog that creates an atmosphere of nostalgia and curiosity. Plus, it eventually began to thin out and we could see the tip of the haystack rock.
“Look! One-eyed Willies treasure!”
(Do I need to reference the Goonies? )
All in all, it was a day well spent. Plus, I also managed to snag some photographs of my dear friends, Noah and Kim.
