Holiday Inn Portland Airport (I-205)
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Most cities have smog. Here it´s weed.
... Friday evening. Having stayed in the Green Tortoise hostel in San Fran three years ago I thought it would be as sociable and open as its sister hostel, However, 90% of people were on their laptops slash PEDs. And that got me thinking *Carrie Bradshaw epiphany coming up here* Is free wifi destroying the art of conversation? or are backpackers in Seattle just socially inept? I decided to join the cause, read my book and hit the hay earlier than ...
Portlandia
... Erik, and after a few minutes of very corny jokes we set off on the tour. At our first stop at a public fountain we learned about how Portland came to be named. The guide told us that a man from Portland, Maine wanted to incorporate the city but did not have the 25 cents to do so and had to borrow the money from a man from Boston on the agreement that the man from Boston would get half of the city. The men supposedly flipped a penny 3 times to determine the name and by a score of 2 to ...
Choo Choo!
... called George Washington. Laura was incredibly excited to pass through Winlock, the egg capital of the world with the world's largest egg (which Laura managed to get a photo of) and an annual chicken festival. When lunch time came, we headed down to the dining cart and were seated with an older brother and sister pair, who introduced themselves as Danielle and Darren. They were really friendly, and stopping off in Sacramento to catch another train to meet Danielle's partner, Sue, ...
It Doesn't Look That Far
... back and we felt safe at all hours... We only came across one or two pretentious hipsters, thank you very much!). The train station looked ancient but was absolutely gorgeous inside. Then, a few steps out the door, we hopped on the free light rail that circles most of Portland and the surrounding suburbs. The city itself was covered in greenery, and the bike lines were as big - if not bigger – than the lanes for traffic. We hopped off the ...
Welcome to Portlandia!
... The quinoa burger with sweet potato fries went down really well with a middy of their organic beer.
We decided to head to the other side of the bridge/river where we'd been told there were lots of cool shops and cafes. The area was more suburban than downtown but had a lovely local feel about it.
With the sun going down, it starting to rain, both feeling rather weary and knowing our lift wasn't coming for another two hours we took shelter in McDonalds. We sat compared ...