A speed workout (running) at lunch, and working late. Costarican for dinner, with Sara's help cooking and beet greens from the garden. We left late (I had to pack) and got so lost trying to find nonexistent car rental locations that didn't answer their phones to confirm their nonexistence. Finally drove up into the rental car return area at the airport, freaking out the attendant, and had to park in the long-term parking lot/ construction zone, hop some barriers to walk to the rental car office at the airport. I think by the time we finally got on the road it was 10pm, so we got to Astoria a bit after midnight and rang the night bell to summon the surprisingly young woman working the office. The motel, in full view of the Astoria-Megler Bridge on the main drag, smelled of mildew.