hippie christmas

So it's June 11th, and life is great. I am really getting used to this on the road lifestyle...if you can call it that. Georgia and I have found ourselves in Eugene, OR at a co-op house collective. Eugene is a small college city with 120,000 residents during the school year, and 90,000 in the summer. The Campbell Club and The Lorax are the two co-op houses separated only by a small alley, in which every toy from merry-go-round horses and hula hoops can be found. Both buildings used to be greek life houses and now house 30 co-opters each. Since we have spent more time with Lorax-ers, I tend to have more ties to the house. Plus, the actual building is a little cooler--sorry Campbell Club. The first night we were here, Renee took us to the roof for the sunset. It was beautiful, especially since the Lorax is a taller building. The rest of the house is pretty sweet too. The first floor has the vortex-a living room nook in which one can be sucked into for hour long conversations; the rainbow room-aka the library-in which bizarre books can be found; the living room which houses a couch fort; a sweet industrial size kitchen-only vegan cooking allowed.
Everyone here is super friendly and have included us in their daily routines. We have gone camping numerous times in Fall Creek. We dumpster dive regularly. Bread is never short here. After being here for a week, the only food Georgia and I have bought is some pizza from a highly reccommended pizza joint called the Pizza Research Institute. We got a 1/2 and 1/2: one side asparugus, garlic and tomatoes and the other pears, potatoes and vegan pesto. It was probably the best pizza I have EVER had in the entirety of my life.
Last night we went on a fun adventure in La Sharo-a small RV which can be run completely on vegetable oil. The constant smell of french fries accompanies this sweet vehicle. La Sharo is owned by a stellar dude named Will. There is no way to describe Will other than "uncle" of the Lorax. He came and picked us up in the alley and 15 of us squeezed into the magical transporter. After an hour ride up windy road, and a pit stop to help La Sharo up hill, we arrived on top of the world. We could see all the lights from Eugene and Springfield (the springfield from the simpsons). After collecting some firewood (whole dead trees), we had a rager, ate some popcorn, fell asleep in La Sharo and woke up in Eugene at 5am.
It's great because I never know what to expect while in Eugene. This week is finals week at the University of Oregon, and it is what co-opters like to call "hippie-christmas." Laptops, full jars of pb, brand new smart wool socks, wooden pipes, sweet clothes, banners, and more have been found in the dumpsters so far. I gotta run because we are headed to the dorms now to see what we can find.