Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Astoria to Portland
We left Astoria in high spirits. The evening was great, and the town was cute. On our way to Portland, we stopped at Fort Clatsop, the turminus of Lewis and Clark's trip. It was BEAUTIFUL, and a cool recreation of the fort.
The fort. Sort of a hippie shot, but it happens.
Here's where they landed. Gorgeous. No wonder they stopped.
The trip, for the most part, was uneventful and beautiful. Pacific Northwest is gorgeous, as a rule, I think.
Our Portland plan was to head to Uncle Mike's house, and rock out the whole mooching off family thing, and since his son, Monica's cousin, Zach, was having his birthday during our stay, we stopped at a foodie place to get a gift certificate. It was a cool place, but I learned my first lesson of foodie culture: you have to wait a long time while the snarky clerk talks on the phone.
Anywho, we made it to Mike's, were made right at home.
Here's one of our hosts: