Home Sweet Homer!!

We arrived in Homer just in time. We had reached the half-way point of our trip and perhaps the low point as well. We hadn’t showered in 5 days and our last shower had been in an oh so alluring stream of sulfur. During this period of non-showering were intense hikes during which we applied layer after layer of bug spray and sunscreen, and waking up in puddles with dirt caked faces. We knew it was bad when Rachel searched for the offensive odor in our tent and realized that it was her hair.

Needless to say we arrived in Homer in poor form, mere shadow of the clean girls that we once were. Despite our lacking personal hygiene, I could barely contain my excitement. As we drove I knew exactly the bend that would reveal the “skyline” of Homer, a lookout point from which you could see the spit extend into the water shaped like a finger beckoning visitors, dwarfed by the mountains that were reflected in the water that separated the two. Two peaks cradled a massive glacier and a mist cast a mysterious light over the entire view. It had been two years since I had been here, but everything seemed so familiar.

Other than our very exciting fishing adventure, we treated Homer as a point of relaxation and revival. We slept in real beds (well I guess in comparison to sleeping on the ground, mattresses on the floor seem like real beds). We had a kitchen with running water, electricity and a refrigerator; man, what will they think of next! We also had two very gracious hosts who accepted us despite our obvious initial stench and our ever- expanding pile of junk that began in their dining room and somehow extended out the door onto their lawn and around their house (thanks Maura and Kordell!).

The endless numbers of cafes and restaurants built for the large numbers of tourists that flock to the quaint fishing village in the summer provided us ample space and fuel for our revitalization. I caught up with old friends and bonded with the new love of my life, Stinker. All in all there is nothing grand to report that has not already been reported, but Homer has lived up to my expectations and the fact that we are going to look at real estate before we leave should be indicative of our feelings towards this quirky town at the end of the road.