Two days in Eur-tweek-a

Catching up a bit, again, on reminiscences of this trip.
 It seems like forever ago, but now that we are on our next "two days in one town" (other than awesome stays in Santa Rosa with Andy and Mary, and then with David in San Francisco!) it is reminding me of our two-day stay in Eureka. The forecast was 100% chance of rain and 20 - 30 mph winds.  Seemed like a good time to stop, rest, do laundry, sort some stuff, ship some home, buy a couple things, get more dialed-in.
 So we got up at 4 am, packed up, and headed into town - without coffee, if I am remembering correctly. Which seems crazy, now. But we beat the rain, and got into town round 5 am or something. We rode through the North side of town and the only thing open was the McD's, so we went there; as did all the homeless guys, the apparent drug dealers, schemers, etc.
 Now, we had called and booked a room the night  before, not having ever set foot in Eureka, and it turns out we were on "the pawn shop side of town" as I took to describing it. Plus there were lots of guys walking around freakeshly, talking to themselves, out loud. We did laundry in the laundromat down the street, and got a little of the local color (wash). While the spin cycle was on we went for lunch - at a yellow chicken shack, called Church's Fried Chicken, I think. We were absolutely having Breaking Bad flashbacks, no doubt.
While
we
were
in
the
hotel I read
the local paper and found out that "Tweekers" is the name given to meth addicts because they get all jacked up and stay up for "two weeks" straight, thus, shortened, "Tweekers".
Just
like
bike
racing,
bike
touring
is
very
educational. Just
give
the Tweekers a wide berth, and hopefully everything will be OK (for you. For them, I suspect it will sadly not be "OK".)