We had planned to leave Portland before breakfast, but overslept, so we decided to enjoy one last meal at Kennedy School. Here FunkyPlaid reads the Oregonian as we wait for our delicious food to arrive.
Falling for Portland took me completely by surprise. I am sure that a small measure of the starry-eyed wonder had to do with my utter SF burnout, but I hadn’t expected to feel so at home in a new place. Portland fuses the best parts of three of my favorite cities, Seattle and Pittsburgh and Chicago, and the result is a homey yet cosmopolitan mixture with incredible people and food and art and architecture and geography and weather all at once.
Back at home, I am able to gaze upon the very good life I have here with fresher eyes. Without a doubt, San Francisco is an amazing place and I am lucky to be here. I am also ready to be somewhere else. With a bit more luck, one of my future somewhere-elses will be Portland.
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I’m always delighted whenever anyone falls for my town. You’re welcome here.
Thank you! Next time I’ll remember that you live there! Duh …
Yes always welcome in the city of rain! Always welcome! You must return again! It is as I have always said, whenever anyone comes to visit, they fall in love with the town. No one can resist Portland, once they have been there.
It was so great to see you and spend time with you, Josh. Thank you so much for your hospitality. We can’t wait to visit again!