Started the day at 4:15am by taking down the tent and driving out of camp in the pitch black (actually, the moon is fully, so it was fairly well lit up).
Then we drove for a while (I drove for a while) until the Sun rose over the mountains in the most beautiful spectacle that I've ever seen. I had to stop the car twice to pull over and see the ridiculous sunrise. Holy fuck.
HOW INSANE IS THIS SUNRISE? Answer: moderately to extremelyThen I drove for a while more, and after stopping for gas/lunch, Scott drove.
We saw a ton of wind turbine blades pass by us on the highway, so cool! HEY CAN ONE OF YOU DO MY THESIS PLZ?My story isn't very exciting because I'm definitely drunk right now (HAHAHAH I was wondering why my handwriting was so sloppy for this entry! Oh boy, let's see what adventure drunk Chris takes us on!). Once we got to Portland (holy shit, Oregon is full of beautiful mountains and pine trees and an awesome river), we met Colleen at Rogue Brewery, which has amazing beers. One of Michelle's favorite beers is here, so I had it's steroid brethren. ANd got her a Rogue Deead Guy beer Glass (no typos here, I'm just typing exactly how it's written. Hahahah I had a few beers that evening...).
Then we had another brewery (we just basically had all the samplers in this fucking city): Crystal Hotel maybe? We were told that Bridge House or Bridge Port (a brewery that I can't [unreadable, maybe "remember"] the name, we're looking it up [unreadable] map right now: BRIDGE PORT!) was good, so we went there for dinner and a third sampler. Oyster sandwiches. (ok I guess I'm just going to start speaking in sentence fragments?) Like 12 more beers.
We also went to a HUGE bookstore at some point in there (got postcards, huzzah!) and then looked at a donut shop that was actually closed down - Voodoo Donuts. (Apparently it is a really famous place, but we didn't feel like searching out the temporary location across the city). We didn't go to the alternate store. Holy crap I'm less than sober. Scott and I pissed off a bridge, then we all went swimming at our hotel. More stuff happened. Oh! Scott and I had a 4-Loco! (THERE IT IS). Then we went swimming. I know more things happened, but I'm not all there right now (seriously, you should see my handwriting here. It looks like I'm just learning how to draw letters). I talked to Michelle, which was good, and I got a message from Jessie, and I'll call her back again when it's not [late maybe?] at night (I ended up calling her super early in the morning, apparently so early that it was too early on the east coast also). We're on Pacific coast time btdubs. Oh 4-Loco. Fuck. (HAHAHAHAHAHAH I was out of my mind when I wrote this).
Then Portland had a naked bike race, which we didn't see, but it happened. I called my Dad for father's day (it is 1:40am in Philly, so that was a hilarious conversation), and now I'm ready to sleep. Let's do this again soon.
I don't actually think I was drunk when I wrote that. Well... maybe a combination of drunk and super exhausted. (ok so this is me writing the next morning).
I almost forgot: during the drive I saw a hawk fly by us and take a MASSIVE shit. Like, a gallon. It was hysterical. I can't explain why, but it was. AND everyone who has a green jacket looks like Colleen. This stems from seeing a girl at the bookstore with the same jacket as her, and then we went a little crazy with that joke, as we are wont to do.
Another thing! Apparently I talk a tad in my sleep. Also, I pass out IMMEDIATELY when my head hits the pillow. Some gems that I've had thus far (told to me later):
"Get the shotguns" - zombie dream.
"Alex spilled all the crackers" - ?
With Colleen still awake next to me:
Me: "Awesome."
Colleen: "What is awesome?"
Me: "no."
Colleen: "what?"
Me: "what?"
Colleen: "What is awesome?"
Me: "Cupcakes"
Colleen: "What?"
Me (quieter): "cupcakes"
I do not remember that conversation.
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