Nothing says Americana like neon signs, right? This is one from my trip to Corvallis from a few posts back. Downtown Corvallis has a few blocks of old-timey cute, and although they don’t have much that ties them to the rest of the world, I suppose Greyhound still counts. These days, the reputation is that of the crazy and the can’t-afford-Amtrak, so maybe a leaping dog doesn’t have the cache it used to, but the signs always make me think of a time when it meant a lot more.
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I would have liked to come back and shoot this at night, but we didn’t have time. Also, hanging around a bus station at night with a camera? Not necessarily the best idea.