Red Lion Hotel Vancouver at the Quay
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- Shuttle bus service
- Airport Transportation
- Breakfast Available
- Refrigerator in room
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Maribel and Gabe arrived in sticky-hot Portland Monday evening. Aunt Karen and Aun Dawns, while thrilled that they'd arrived were not thrilled with the idea of cooking dinner in 98 degrees, so we all agreed on eating out -- salad and pizza at Vincente's on Hawthorne. After settling in at home, we each took a seat at the kitchen table in anticipation of a nightcap card game. No one felt too strongly about which card game we would play, so we settled on Crazy Eights. At ...
... ourselves being treated to the sounds of this phenomenal busker Ben playing just outside. We wound up eating donuts and listening to awesome tunes while getting to know the artist. We grabbed his new album, swapped information and needended up meeting up again later that night when we were out celebrating Drews birthday on the local bar strip. I was lucky enough to be staying just off of Hawthorne street, with tons of bars nearby and only a ...
... and spent most of my free time volunteering with organizations where I could at least interact with people from across the world. During this time I made list after list of ways to get abroad or get involved with the international community, and on that list (not exactly a stand out) was the idea of teaching English abroad. I knew virtually nothing about it, but planned to attend a seminar and happened to learn that my oldest friend Logan planned ...
... all so hopefully you all enjoy them.
Anyway, I left Baltimore for Portland, Oregon. It was rainy this morning which was funny since I had such good weather and now that I was leaving, I hoped the good weather would continue at my next destinations.
Portland was on the other side of the country, so it was a good trek over there with a short stop at Chicago, Midway. I made it to Portland at about 6pm and caught a taxi to the guest house I was ...
... bye-byes in a camp-site two miles from the freeway. The prospect of camping in a remote woodland area was greeted fearfully by some. Coming from northern Europe where the largest animal that could interrupt your camp might be a fox or badger, it was disconcerting to know that in America we have entered the realm of bears and wolves.
Thankfully, a peaceful night’s sleep was had by all and the following day ...