Pacific Trail

And so it's done.

We miraculously escaped the self-imposed sentence and have landed in land of the port.
It is a weird little city. Not real big. But big enough. Not red. Very blue. I love blue.

About the "weird" thing. There's a bumper sticker that reads, "Keep Portland Weird."
Wonder why this place feels like Kansas.

To the Now and Tomorrow.
L'Achaim!

And Happy Hannukah, to those who celebrate a blight on Israel's history. Spin, dreidel, spin!