And I'm sure that a lot of people have never been there, but I only live three hours away. I grew up three hours away.
But let me retract that.
I've never been been to Portland. Does that make sense?
I've driven through it countless times-- on the way to the Oregon Coast, on the way to Mt. Bachelor for skiing, and most often, in the back of an Astro van on the way to California.
Quick side story: My parents moved to Washington state when my mom was pregnant with me. Every year after I was born, we went down to California (usually twice a year) to visit extended family. And we never flew.
I didn't get on a plane until I was 14.
Up until then, we drove to California to see the relatives-- my two brothers and I in the back of a gray Astro van bombing down I-5.
My mom says she's blocked most of those trips out. At least the traveling part.
But back to my story. Portland was the city we drove through, peering through windows at the sprawled skyline just on the other side of the river from Washington. But we never stopped.
Everyone is telling me what it's like.
"It's like Seattle, but more hipster," several people explained.
"Just go in a bar and look around," one of my friends told me. "Every guy will have a mustache and be wearing plaid."
|your typical hipster (yes I just googled hipster)|
All I know is that we're staying in a new hotel within walking distance of a Saturday farmers market.
The city has tons of little food trucks with delicious, cheap food.
|foooooood trucks calling my name|
And we're taking the train to get there. (Another thing I've never done.)
Anyone from Portland or has gone to Portland? What do I need to see? Where should I eat?
All suggestions welcome.
also, mom, if you're reading this, check here for the definition of hipster.