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Portland- Day 4

July 3rd, 2010 3 comments

The finale that was grand:
We moseyed over to Multnomah Falls on our road trip back to P-Land. Talk about the perfect day to visit; it had rained only two days before, so the falls were fresh and magnificently fierce. The sun shined through the looming mist, the air smelt crisp, and Oregon glimmered vibrantly, saturated in technicolor beauty.
Our stomach’s were rumbling loud gurgles, exaggerating the extent of their hunger, so our stay was short but sweet. Next time we’d definitely like to hike to the top of the falls. Well Drew would like to, and I’d be happy if I was towed in a wagon with a built in mister, [...]

Portland- Day 2

June 21st, 2010 No comments

Our Travels: Day 2
Probably like you- for me, when traveling, waking up feels a lot like Christmas. Even though I stay up late enjoying the boundless festivities, I still manage to rise at the crack of dawn and feel like a million bucks.
Well, almost a million bucks. My feet felt more like a defected nickel: swollen, blistered, and cut from my new flats. Target, I didn’t know it could happen, but you utterly failed me.
Our first stop was Walgreens. For shoes. Which really doesn’t bother me. As much as I enjoy fashion, comfort always triumphs style in my world. You see, the night before, I was in so much pain [...]

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Portland- Holga Prints

June 17th, 2010 No comments

Sometimes I’m a little over the top.
Proof: In Portland, I carried 3 cameras in my purse, at all times.
Weighing in at a ridiculous 12 pounds, my purse felt more like a chubby infant.
Among others things, the *sometimes* great Holga camera clanked about, swinging with my shoulder, to and fro.
Delivering a whopping 4 decent quality photos out of 16 taken, it is the most finicky camera known to mankind.
Ultra grainy exposures (on accident) this time around- but it adds an interesting texture. Kinda.

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Portland- Day One

June 16th, 2010 1 comment

And so it goes…
We woke up at 4:00 am, for a flight out of SNA at 6:45. My sweet mother chauffeured us to the airport, while I sipped coffee and whimpered for all the people already on the road in route to work, at such a wretched hour.
I don’t see 4am very often, and although it could have been the fog still looming in my mind from a partial night’s sleep, the world looked serene before dawn. Calm, dreamy, less glamorous, but maybe more beautiful– much like a woman upon waking.
Drew and I sat in front of our gate, while he searched “plane crash statistics” on the internet. I sat [...]