Portlandia, Land of Ports
I arrived in Portland on Friday after a long flight that was compounded by my hangover that was my punishment for going to a Teegan and Sarah concert the night before. As was expected on my three hour layover in Salt Lake City, Utah, I almost converted to Mormonism which may seem trivial, but since I also contemplated joining this religion the last time I was in Salt Lake, I now think that the airport must pipe in subliminal conversion music. ...just a theory.
Yes, but I digress, now I'm in Portland and staying with Ashley and her boyfriend,(wait for it) Ashley. Laugh it up.
They have the cutest place in a hip part of Portland. I walked around yesterday and was taken aback by the beauty. Then it started raining and I remembered why I love California. I like dust.
I forgot the USB connector for my camera, so until I get home or buy one, you are all gonna hafta wait for pix.
posted by trish @ 9:27 AM
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5 Comments:
Soy impaciente.
You must be thinking of So. Cal. Or Bakersfield.
It's supposed to rain again here in the bay area before the weekend.
I've heard that airlines are prohibited from serving alcohol while over UT airspace. Weird.
Hmmm...aren't Mormans the ones who where the women wear long skirts and long hair?
I could deal with the polygamy as long as the man was rich, but I just couldn't give up Christmas. Not that I celebrate it as a Christian, I just like presents.
d&b, that's Pentacostals that wear the long skirts and hair. It's rediculous, my mom is a practising Pentacostal and she's nuts. The desire to join a weird religion must be genetic.
There's actually a hip part of Portland?
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