I’ve spent a few years living in Portland, Or, on and off. I first went through there back in 1993 on my way up to Alaska to work for the summer. It always had a special charm and vibe that I dug. It’s a nice, mellow pace and size for a city, at least in my opinion. And, it’s friendly and fairly diverse, for a bunch of white people.
Portland has since earned more acclaim and attention, which is cool I guess; unless you lived there before and don’t like Californians. Rainy, gloomy weather and hipster infestations aside, it’s still a fantastic town.
I used to walk around town a lot, taking pictures and checking out the sights. Portland is a great walking city. I lived in Northwest (24th and Raleigh) for a winter and used to walk all over the place, which was also a good way to avoid depression.
And then you’ve got beautiful, mossy and green 5000 acre Forest Park.
I lived in a houseboat moorage out by Sauvie Island for three years, which was a great experience. It’s hard to go wrong when you’re living on the water.
And let’s face it, the river(s) are what makes Portland special, especially when you have a cool little boat to tool around in.
And don’t forget the Flugtag. Hey, who could, right?