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Portland is a funny place.
Cyclists are way less considerate of pedestrians than drivers.
People don’t age here. Meaning I always assume people are my age and then learn they have grandchildren. Or something like that.
So far, it has been the most glorious fall I have ever encountered. Blue skies, 40’s, yellow leaves for two months straight. People warn me about how grim it is going to get. I just tell them I’m from Cleveland.
In athens there was one place to eat for each mood. Casa, O’Betty’s, Salaam, Jackie O’s, Purple Chopsticks. Even though I now have dozens of options for each mood, I can’t seem to find any one that is on par with the fare in Athens.
You can order a whiskey with a beer back and it is perfect. Whiskey with a mini glass of beer.
Traffic lights are signals. And “spendy” means expensive.
Even though I didn’t think it was possible to live in a whiter place than Athens, I really do love it here. It is vibrant, exciting and inspiring.
Plus, the rumor is true: grunge lives on.
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