Sunday, June 20, 2010

I left my heart in PDX

Last week right at this time my friend Jason and I landed in Portland, OR.  We'd planned the trip back in late March and it seemed like it was never going to happen.  We went to visit our dear friend Tex who graciously put us up for the weekend.  This is the third year that she's lived in Portland and this was my third trip out to see her.

In short, it was the best trip yet.  It went a something like this.

Jason and I land at PDX and Tex arrives.  We immediately meet up with our friend Shayla (you can find her here and here and also here), drop her off at the Doug Fir, and then off to Rotture for a little dancing at Soul Night.  Finally, home for some chill time and rest.

Tex was working until 1pm so Jason and I had plenty of time to walk around downtown.

Tex got back from work and we immediately packed up the car to head to the coast.  Before we left the city we had some amazing Korean BBQ tacos from Koi Fusion (thank you Brad for the recommendation!).  They were amazing and complete with a Korean ahjumah cooking the food, large visor and mom perm to boot.

We got on the road and had an amazing adventure on the coast.  We stayed in Manzanita in a motel that was right on the beach and had three queen size beds - one for each of us.  I somehow managed to build a fire on the beach using a Dagoba chocolate bar wrapper and wood from the beach.  We gave the fire to a group of people that had come down to beach as we were about to leave.  They were pretty happy about it.  We were more than happy to share.

We woke up early in the morning, took a walk down to the beach with our coffees, and grabbed sandwiches and water for our hike.  We hiked in Oswald West State Park and reached the end of the trail in about an hour and a half.  Even though the trail was muddy in some parts due to the prior weeks of rain it led us out along the coast overlooking Smuggler's Cove and took us to the top of a mountain that had gorgeous views.  We heard sea lions barking and saw one swimming in the ocean.

We got back to the city after a very scenic route home (totally twisty nearly the entire way back).  We got ready to get back out and had a crazy family style dinner at a Moroccan restaurant called Marrakesh.  We met many of our friends there, including my friends Rob and Katie and their daughter Annie.

After dinner, Tex, her ladyfriend Anna, Jason and myself took a walk around Tex's neighborhood to try and catch another sunset.  Then to bed to rest up for our last day in Portland.


We woke slept in a bit and headed downtown to meet up with my dear friend Danny at the Ace Hotel for some coffee.  Then we walked the city doing some shopping.  Later we went to Shayla's place to hang out and then met up with friends for dinner.  After dinner, back to the Ace Hotel for some photo booth pictures and then finally back to the house.  We packed up and got ready for the next day because we had to catch the train to the airport at 5:15 in the morning.

I love Portland.  I love my friends.  I feel so lucky that I'm able to travel and see those that have moved far away.  Traveling is good for my soul.

Friday, June 11, 2010


We made it!

With minimal stress and minimal discomfort, we've arrived to our lovely friend Tex who made the move to the great Pacific Northwest three years ago.

So far, Soul in the Hole soul dance night, Safeway for a food or two for the weekend, and ultimate hospitality.

Tomorrow, a trip to dip our toes in the Pacific Ocean, a gnarly hike on the coast, and an overnight stay in a room with three queen size beds right on the ocean.

More to come.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Summertime = Weddingtime

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May was totally focused on family (and by "family" I mean the extended family - family of blood and family of friends).  My brother got married this month and it was a sincerely amazing experience.  I can say, without a doubt, that every person at this wedding was there because they wanted to be there and not out of obligation.  There was so much love and joy just to be with one another.  It was almost like a celebration of recognizing the incredible friendships and relationships in our lives as opposed to just another wedding.

The number of times the Korean ahjumahs asked me about when I'm getting married or if I have a boyfriend was kept to a shockingly low number of eight instances.  It was annoying and familiar at the same time but not unexpected.  I told my friends that if the count got to ten I would just go over to the bar and take a shot.  Thankfully, no shots needed that night.

Best wedding ever.

Three more to go...

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