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I heart Oregon

March 10, 2010

Portland, Oregon is a strange and wonderful town. I grew up in the suburbs, went to school in Eugene, then moved back to live in the city proper for two years before I moved down to San Francisco for graduate school. Maybe it was just a coincidence, but I don’t think I’ve ever been happier than those years I lived in Portland. So this weekend trip to PDX brought back lots of good memories. It was bittersweet as well, though, because we could tell that Portland seems to be pretty hard-hit by the recession, and two of our good friends are moving far away (NYC and Korea!) indefinitely. Visiting Portland just won’t be the same without them there, so we had to make the most of the time we had this weekend.

We ate a lot, hit up several vintage stores, hung out with my little brother (ahem, at over 6′, not so little anymore) and one of my sisters, went to a couple of bookstores, including both the main and Hawthorne Powell’s, played charades with friends who cooked us a wonderful dinner, and despite the fact that I don’t sing, we ended up at karaoke joints two nights in a row. Oh, and I didn’t even mention the overnight trip to the Oregon coast for a beach house party.

There were definitely some random amusing occurrences, like sprinklings of snowflakes downtown on Monday, and this ninja thrash band we happened upon in front of Cinema 21 on the way to happy hour at Bartini. They played one song, then grabbed their equipment and ran off.

It’s hard to escape without a trace into the night when you’re carrying a drum set.

Ever had an experience so strange that you’re not sure that you didn’t dream it? That’s what karaoke in the tiny town of Garibaldi is like. If you’re ever there on a Saturday night be sure not to miss the karaoke at The Ghost Hole Public House.

The morning view from our motel room window was pretty dreary but somehow dreamy at the same time. In the lobby of the motel there was a signed photo of Keanu Reeves from when he stayed there while filming Point Break (from the now-Oscar-winning director Kathryn Bigelow!).

As is pretty typical for the Oregon coast most of the year, it was cold and windy, hence the warm coats and crazy hair.

I brought back just a few souvenirs that sum up the trip: an impulse-buy Oregon heart pin from the checkout line at a grocery store, an outrageous collie portrait ($4! Don’t try to tell me I overpaid!) from one of Portland’s many vintage stores, and saltwater taffy from the Oregon coast. In the last few days I’ve eaten totally inappropriate amounts of that stuff. Hopefully my good memories will last much longer than the taffy-induced stomachache.

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  1. March 10, 2010 2:39 pm

    gorgeous! i’ve always wanted to go there

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