A Painted Lady Inn
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Why is it the longest part of the trip is the last leg to home? Bone-tired, eyes gritty from lack of sleep, dragging our fannies-and our bags- through the last steps out to the car. After 20 hours, we're home!
Portland is cool and damp after a couple of days of rain, balm to our parched spirits. Home looks so good, blooming flowers ...
... road going the opposite way, there were about 10 cars facing all different ways and smashed into each other. Thank goodness it wasn't going our way as the traffic was banked up for miles after it. The storm was very quick and sudden and by the time we reached our hotel the sun was trying to shine.
After booking in we decided to go for a walk around town and it ended up showing us a different side ...
Portland was supposed to be only a short stop on our way from Seattle to San Francisco, therefore we had planned to stay there only for two days. However, the city turned out to be more interesting than we thought.
First of all, it's a very "green" city, with lots of people biking and jogging. Secondly, it's a paradise for vegetarians and vegans. People in Portland are very conscious about what they eat and they try to ...
... A book that he wrote. His name is Lo Nathamundi. He is exteremely involved in the community yoga movement and was a super enjoyable individual to talk to. He did realize that there was only room enough for one bearded guy with a briefcase and left. Or maybe it was because it was 10pm... As I was signing up for my 5$ hatha class at The Movement Center for the next day, I overheard to caffeinated girls rambling about beta-blockers and ask ...
... the first look of Portland was good. Very clean and new looking. I did have trouble tracking down the bus station for the bus I needed though. The inner city ones are spread down a couple of streets that extend for several (admittedly smaller) blocks. The first bus I got on went in the wrong direction, and the second wouldn't go over the bridge to the quandrant I needed to go. I finally found one that goes to the general area, then set about looking for the hostel. I hope ...