Thanksgiving in Portland

As I sit down to write this post I’m reminded of the fact that I need to not wait to write down my thoughts. This could be a challenge to remember all the things I wanted to say about our short weekend trip to Portland. Maybe taking notes would be the trick? I could always try that over our Christmas break in Tucson.

We started our trip by taking a taxi ride down to the Seattle train station. Everything went as planned and we boarded our train and loaded up our snowboards with ease. While the trip was a little awkward because we had to sit directly across from some other travelers it was a smooth ride. I spent most of my time reading a new book I just downloaded called The Alchemist which I highly recommend. I got about half way through the book and was fully engrossed in this wonderful story. Cassie spent most of her time reading as well or sleeping on me. While on the train I had a few moments to really soak up the beauty of the PNW which always refreshes the soul. I know I had many things to write about everything I saw while sitting on the train but as of right now sitting in my office it’s all a blur. Darn it…  

When we arrived in Portland we only had a few hours to start cranking away on cooking our 10 pounds of mashed potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner. We found a recipe on foodwishes.com and it worked out perfectly. We probably had around 15 people at our dinner and everything was delicious. I’m pretty sure we were around 2 bottles of wine per person, not a bad ratio. After dinner our friend convinced us that we should go to a bar to live up the night. Well, that was a flop. I’m pretty sure there might have only been 4 other people in the bar. In the end while the bar didn’t work out we all had a blast and fell asleep with full bellies.