So, I spent a few days up in Portland, Oregon over this past weekend. It was a bit of a “guerrilla strike” – one day of travel, three days there, another day of travel back to Nashville.
The weather was mostly… like this. Which, according to rumor and/or legend, is fairly typical of Portland (and the Pacific Northwest in general) for most of the fall, winter, and spring.
Those of you familiar with my… ummm… unique domestic situation will know why the visit – which is about as much as I’ll say about it here.