Western Freshness

I was hoping to write on one of those "smart phones" while on the road. Seasalt has one of them, but I wasn't able to get it to write on this website... So I'll just put my posts that I had saved on messages.

The trip started off with a bang. Taylor's mom, Karen, came in a hair past six in the morning to have a talk. Now, this woman has a voice that really carries, and as she opened the door to Taylor's childhood bedroom, she began to talk. My dreams were quickly interupted by her announcements of "Taylor! Taylor" followed quickly by "why is Ryan asleep on the floor!? Why aren't y'all using the guest bedroom!?"

Our responses were, of course, a bit slower and more incomprehensible, what with being in a deep sleep, but after a short time we got the picture that Karen wanted us to work a little bit before our flight at noon. Now, sleep is like I finally told her "We would work, but now we are going to sleep," and she quieted down and left us.

After some work for Taylor's mom, we found ourselves at Hobby airport ready for our flight to Portland, Oregon, City of Dreams, Land of a Thousand Lakes, Home of American Legends, etc. (Note: these knicknames are not legitimate as far as I know). A brief detour to Atlanta and a delayed flight had us promplty in Portland by 10:45 PM. The entire day consisted of no black coffee or granola or vegan items... Everything went wrong!

Two of Rachel's bff's, Kelly and Simone, were waiting for us at the airport. It was nice to see some familiar faces after a day of cramped airline travel. We had a nice night, and Taylor and I stayed up with Kelly pretty late into the night discussing life's greatest questions and deep philisophical thoughts. It really was a good time. We were lucky to have a place to stay before we hit the road, especially since I sprung my request to stay with Kelly for the night as we were driving into Portland.

On the third, the day consisted of us being tourists in Portland. We woke fairly early, bid Kelly fairwell, and explored til three or so. I will settle to be apathetic towards the hippy city of that west, since I can never decide if I love or loath the place.