|Proof of my old lady lifestyle- pretty much the only name tag with a real name instead of a twitter handle.|
|Here's one of those homes-afloat that we dreamed of for about 5 seconds.|
|Looking for artwork and/or bongs? You've come to the right blanket. Nearby signs included "You can't spell healTHCare without THC". (More about this on Wikipedia.)|
Spot anything unusual here??
Whatever #FIATATSEA is (ack! twitter again!), I bet a lot of people want one after seeing this:
Anyway, this is not going to become a Portland blog- in fact, we're not even there at the moment. We've practically worn a groove traveling between the Pacific Northwest cities of Portland and Everett.
Guess how many trips?
Eight trips already, about 1600 miles of car journeys, traffic jams, and rumbling bus rides.
Three hours is a speedy jaunt between the two cities. The longest trip yet was seven hours (never travel during an airshow). Now whenever I close my eyes, all I see is this. Over and over again.
Scroll fast for the most realistic effect:
D's mother has kindly lent us one of her rooms for the time being and we've since been immersed in the family's life, spending afternoons driving around with a whole mini-van full of family members, speaking Russian, visiting malls and pizza joints while Kit naps back in the apartment. : )
|At the mall.|
But the plan is not for this to become a Pacific Northwest blog either. Although we are here now, my heart lies in faraway places, Ukraine and beyond. It may take some time- or perhaps a lot of time- but we'll get back out there.
PS: Thanks for getting all the way through photo overload!! ; )