Reason we went was to see Major-League-Ultimate-Lucas' game and also to visit with Niece-Ashley. Niece Ashley and BF-Adam moved up to Portland last summer.
Now, I've only been to Portland once and that was for a bike trip that me, Motivation-Nancy and Angry-Joanne made down the coast. Goal was to ride from Portland back to Berkeley. By the time we reached Crescent City, I'd had enough and rented a U-Haul to come home. Angry-Joanne kept a daily journal of our travels...that she let me read. One passage: "Clearly Kelly is miserable." This coming from a woman who threw a hissy and tossed her bike a few feet. I'll never forget that as long as I live!
But, I digress...When we got to SFO and were waiting for our flight, I saw something I HAD to have:
Just about the coolest thing ever!
Friday night, Niece and BF took us to Henry's Tavern downtown. I'm pretty sure there is no bad food in Portland. I'm not sure what Dad is doing to his face...
My breakfast the next day:
That's house-cured salmon too.
And of course, there's beer...lots of beer:
Really, I was taking a pic of the beer not Tiffany's oobies! That would be weird and creepy.
Here's the view from the roof deck of the hotel:
Here's the little dog waiting for me to come home:
Poor baby. One thing about Portland, it's a very doggie friendly town. Even the hotel we stayed in took dogs.
Time for MLU-Lucas' game. I didn't get any pics of the game cause it moves so damn fast but here is one of the half-time shows. It's a father/daughter acrobat team:
Hilarious!
Oh wait, I do have a pic of the Portland Stag's mascot:
We found this pic on Facebook. The Dogfish posted our picture since we came all the way to Portland to see it:
MLU-Lucas had a great game too. I lost count of how many goals he made.
Okay, so after the game the announcer said that the team would be going to the local pub called Leisure Public House. We all decided to go. BF-Adam checked out how long of a walk it was; didn't seem bad so off we went. I should probably mention that we're all taking turns pushing Dad in his travel wheelchair. Oh, and a piece of advice...if you travel, consider getting one cause you get through security in a jiffy and they check it for you right before you get on the plane.
So we made it to the pub. It was really cool. Seester made a new friend:
Bro-n-Law's Niece, Tiffany was sitting next to Kathy. She is not a fan of the kitty. Oh, the reason Niece-Tiffany came with us was to surprise Niece-Ashley:
SURPRISE!
Tiffany got married a few weeks ago; not to Ashley, to Tomas:
Aren't they pretty?
As it turns out, MLU-Lucas' and his team did not come to the pub. Because they were on a team bus, they had no way to get there. So, we were going to hook up with him at his hotel, but that never happened. Why? Have I mentioned this pub is out in the burbs? Well, Niece-Ashley called two cabs to take us back to our hotel. One showed up so Seester put Dad, Bro-n-Law, Niece-Ashley and BF-Adam in that cab. Me, Seester and Niece-Tiffany waited for the second cab...that never came. Seester kept trying to call and finally got a hold of one. So after it was all said and done, we were back at our hotel at 1:00am. We had to get up at 6:00am for our flight home...GOD-DUH!
Speaking of the flight home...it's only supposed to take a wee over an hour but with the weather and SFO's aging airport, all flights in and out of SFO were delayed. Our flight was at 10:05am. I didn't get home until about 3:00 in the afternoon. GOD-DUH!
So that was our whirlwind trip. Here are a couple of weary travelers...
But what is Seester looking at? I wanted to take a pic so I pretended I was taking a pic at Dad:
Sitting behind Dad are three huge people. I figure it's okay for me to talk smack about fatties since I am one. The lady is eating a corn dog and the strange guy is eating a hot dog. Good food for the fatties...there is another guy, but I couldn't see what he was eating. Both guys were wearing very large utilikilts, that had stains all over them. This young couple holding a box of pizza walked by the Fatties and all three of them simultaneously said "WHERE DID YOU GET THAT?" I swear, I thought they were going to tackle the kid holding the box. Turns out they'd brought the pizza in from outside the airport. Our big fear was being sat next to one or more of them...you know that wouldn't be any fun. But as luck would have it, we didn't. I had a regular sized guy sitting next to me and Seester had some petite woman sitting next to her.
Guess that's about all I got.
Later.
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