Travel Blog: From Eureka to McKinleyville

I'm still sick, unfortunately. I went to the hospital yesterday because I'd had a recurring fever for three (now four) days. They didn't do shit. I mean, they kept me there for four hours (which was okay because I got to nap), but the doctor said he was going to order some tests on me and then went "lol no, never mind" and they tossed a single-ride bus pass at me and said gtfo. On the plus side, I did get my medical insurance renewed.

I'm a bit hazy on some things (because FUCKING FEVER), but I think we got a ride out of Eureka and wound up in Arcata. We took a day to rest there because I was sick and coughing and miserable and ugh.

Okay, wait, there's something I forgot to tell you. The day we left, the day I went to the hospital, we got woken up by the cops, and the cops were assholes. They referred to us as a "problem", and without asking, one officer picked up my anti-inflammatory pill bottle and inspected it, like he was trying to get a name off it or something. (Since I'd given that bottle to Loki for his sinuses back at Job Corps, I'd scraped the name off.) (He gave them back to me because they made his sinuses worse after a while.)  But anyway, I lost track of the bottle somehow. I don't know what happened, but I don't have any Benadryl-generic anymore and it sucks.

Anyway, we got a ride from someone else from Arcata to the McKinleyville public library, which is where I am now, and I swear I meant to get the videos of the ride with John up, but I zoned out watching CinemaSins (trying to de-trigger the word "sin" for me is easier when I'm sick because everything is hazy so I don't react to anything that much).

Oh yeah, and the lady who gave us a ride today, she had a good sense of humour. We both insisted that Loki sit in the middle (I because I'm sick, she because "skinniest butt sits in the middle") and I made a joke about Loki being in a woman sandwich. I asked, "How do you feel about that?" and he said, "Indifferent." She acted all offended and I said, "He has to say that; he's my husband." She was cool, though, Loki thinks she was also just joking.

And yesterday, this one other traveller whose dog liked us gave us some cute trinkets that I'll take pictures of later.

Okay, anyway, I have pictures for you guys for now.

These are the rocks I collected on the beach (ride with John). Loki and I each chose two. He chose the two at the top and I chose the two at the bottom. We kept the seashell just 'cause.

Mural viewable from where we slept in Eureka.

Me at the hospital. High fashion, yo. I took this picture specifically to show Loki that I was reasonably okay.

Pictures on the way back to Starbucks from the hospital.

A sports shop had a midget sex doll (with an erection) in the window. It was the most interesting thing there.

Eureka had lots of murals and they were the only good thing about that fucking town -_-