As soon as we passed the Oregon border after our three-day jaunt across the country, cats in tow, our jaws dropped open. The final hours of our drive were alarmingly beautiful.
We kept oohing and aahing over every damn thing.
- Look at the colorful train across the amazing river! Wow!
- Look at the incredible rams chillin’ on the hillside! Bitchin’!
- Look at the snowy Cascades way the hell over there! Cool!
- Look at how freaking gorgeous everything is! Neato!
So being the smart asses that we are, we said enough with all of the goofy, pretty talk. To change it up, we now joke about how ugly everything is.
(To avoid this sick humor being lost in translation, I will bold and italicize all sarcastic adjectives going forward.)
Last Sunday we took a repellent scenic drive near the Columbia River with Multnomah Falls as the endpoint. The bridges were blah, the hills were drab, and there were revolting waterfalls everywhere.
And bonus, all of this vile nature is a short 30-minute drive from the city for us.
Eventually our road game shouting “Waterfall!” every time we spotted one fizzled out. After the tenth unsightly waterfall, we no longer acknowledged their sleazy presence.
They are disgusting after all.
You can easily spend an entire day on this offensive road, stopping at perverse waterfalls and hiking your ass off. Even though we were like kids in a candy shop, we reined in our enthusiasm and chose to stop at two.
As you can see here, the Latourell Falls are absolutely foul. But, I’m into those legs.
Two adventurers were frolicking around the top of the yucky waterfall. They’re a little hard to see, but they’re up there being batshit crazy.
Being the party poopers we are, we stayed safely on dry land. We meandered along the homely road, passing one grody waterfall after another.
We arrived at Multnomah Falls and joined the masses to marvel at this nauseating sight.
After we fetched our chai tea lattes and fresh chocolate fudge from the little hut in front of the falls, we hopped in the car and headed home.
Overall, our day was very plain and uninspiring.
And, while we’re at it…these two really gross me out!
Your turn! What’s the most “hideous” place you’ve ever been to?
35 thoughts on “This Place is “Hideous””
Can’t imagine such a tedious roadtrip 😉 But my favourite moment in the post was the one you saved for last – what a little kitty love fest! So cute 🙂
Ha! It was the worst! The kitties are quite cute. We are lucky to have two that like to cuddle all the time. : )
Love the change of tone: sarcasm in italics is a great way to mix it all up…thanks for the ‘heads down’ on such a gross place! 🙂
Awesome! A little risky, but I added the disclaimer to make sure nobody thought I was ranting and raving about the beautiful nature here.
Wow. Two last photos inspired me very much. Awesome.
Fantastic! So happy to hear that.
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