the trip to portland was a success.
highlights:
1) i didn't kill pat on the drive. i had gotten my alibi all lined up and i didn't even need it.
i think the anthony bourdain audiobooks helped a lot... like a lot a lot. i highly recommend them for long drives... it's good for entertainment but since there isn't really a concrete plot, you can easily strike up a conversation with others in the middle and just ease right back in. that and i love him. there are only two celebrities i would ever approach, and he is one of them. i would ask him for a smoke and a light.... and for his babies.
2) the most awesome velvet painting of the last supper in the new old lompoc.
3) a strip club, that serves food. lots of food. and cheap food.
3.5) erotic photohunt in above strip club. we got high score... by a lot.... since... you know, there are real naked ladies.
4) powell's bookstore. best bookstore ever. i wish it was in my town.
5) GPS system. pat's brother lent us his GPS system so we could get around portland... portland itself makes a ton of sense... it's easy and i got it after the first day... but beaverton makes no sense. at all.
6) the food. great food all weekend long. some fancy, some casual and only one meal was a let down. (and the dessert we had later made up for it.)
7) the rose garden, which was the best hangover cure ever. relaxed under a tree and remarked that this is what people did for fun in the 1800's. and there was a quaker wedding, i guess. all i know is that after an hour in the garden, i could hold food down. high five.
8) DRINK PRICES! so, we are at the new old lompoc... and we have a lot of drinks. i ask for the tab, and i am expecting it to be 60-70 bucks.... and i look... $25. $25!!! omg. i was so overwhelmed by the magical cheapness that i tipped $15.
9)
rogue gin. haven't tried it yet, but i look forward to it.
10) the saturday market, which is also up on sundays. it's like a festival, but every weekend. awesome and adorable.
11) coming home. i missed the kitty and i missed my own bed and i missed the cold (weird, i know) and i missed being home. that is my favorite part of traveling... i almost always want to defect to where i visit, but then i come home and i realize how lucky i am to have a city that is a home. sf is my city, and whenever i think of home i am always going to think of this city. i feel very fortunate to have that feeling. i feel very fortunate to live here. (and i feel very fortunate that i can afford to live here.)
highlights:
1) i didn't kill pat on the drive. i had gotten my alibi all lined up and i didn't even need it.
i think the anthony bourdain audiobooks helped a lot... like a lot a lot. i highly recommend them for long drives... it's good for entertainment but since there isn't really a concrete plot, you can easily strike up a conversation with others in the middle and just ease right back in. that and i love him. there are only two celebrities i would ever approach, and he is one of them. i would ask him for a smoke and a light.... and for his babies.
2) the most awesome velvet painting of the last supper in the new old lompoc.
3) a strip club, that serves food. lots of food. and cheap food.
3.5) erotic photohunt in above strip club. we got high score... by a lot.... since... you know, there are real naked ladies.
4) powell's bookstore. best bookstore ever. i wish it was in my town.
5) GPS system. pat's brother lent us his GPS system so we could get around portland... portland itself makes a ton of sense... it's easy and i got it after the first day... but beaverton makes no sense. at all.
6) the food. great food all weekend long. some fancy, some casual and only one meal was a let down. (and the dessert we had later made up for it.)
7) the rose garden, which was the best hangover cure ever. relaxed under a tree and remarked that this is what people did for fun in the 1800's. and there was a quaker wedding, i guess. all i know is that after an hour in the garden, i could hold food down. high five.
8) DRINK PRICES! so, we are at the new old lompoc... and we have a lot of drinks. i ask for the tab, and i am expecting it to be 60-70 bucks.... and i look... $25. $25!!! omg. i was so overwhelmed by the magical cheapness that i tipped $15.
9)
rogue gin. haven't tried it yet, but i look forward to it.
10) the saturday market, which is also up on sundays. it's like a festival, but every weekend. awesome and adorable.
11) coming home. i missed the kitty and i missed my own bed and i missed the cold (weird, i know) and i missed being home. that is my favorite part of traveling... i almost always want to defect to where i visit, but then i come home and i realize how lucky i am to have a city that is a home. sf is my city, and whenever i think of home i am always going to think of this city. i feel very fortunate to have that feeling. i feel very fortunate to live here. (and i feel very fortunate that i can afford to live here.)
i feel very fortunate to live here. (and i feel very fortunate that i can afford to live here.)
I want that feeling again.
Um, my plans are very loose for the weekend. Staying with Subrosa, we'll probably hang out a bit. Looking at hitting up that brunch thing Tuffy posted for tomorrow morning. Sunday is that is the boy's birthday (the one I was seeing and now that he's moved to SF I'm not sure where we are). If he calls me I might hang out with him on Sunday for a birthday BBQ. Otherwise I will be wandering the city with my cameras and ipod all weekend.
How have you been? I haven't seen you in ages.