Oysterville, Washington: I visited the last oyster station in Oysterville last spring. I think the reason this place left a strong impression on me was how much it reminded me of where I grew up – New Orleans. Washington and Louisiana are by no means similar states, but something about the salty smell of shellfish in the air, the swamp-like look of the oyster beds, the run-down equipment and hardworking fisherman…it was like finding home in an unexpected place. ~ Michelle Schusterman, travel writer & author of I HEART BAND

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Oysterville, Washington: I visited the last oyster station in Oysterville last spring. I think the reason this place left a strong impression on me was how much it reminded me of where I grew up – New Orleans. Washington and Louisiana are by no means similar states, but something about the salty smell of shellfish in the air, the swamp-like look of the oyster beds, the run-down equipment and hardworking fisherman…it was like finding home in an unexpected place. ~ Michelle Schusterman, travel writer & author of I HEART BAND