Monday, August 18, 2008
Well, hi there. How's it going? I just got back from my second vacation of the summer. It was great. Nice but a bit too packed with things to do. I spent it all on the West Coast. I am especially spoiled because my last vacation was full of doing nothing.
Like the last one, I started this vacation by attending a wedding. It was the wedding of my partner's high school best friend, Adam. Adam was marrying his partner of 20 years. It was understated and sophisticated. We thought there was a chance it would border on the tacky. But, when all was said and done, it was quite nice. It was our very first same-sex wedding. It was in San Francisco, California. And it was nice.
We then headed off to Portland, Oregon. With an overnight stop in Ashland, Oregon. Wouldn't really go to Ashland again. In hindsight, I wouldn't drive from Oakland, CA to Portland ever again. I am just not a driver. All I could think was "when the fuck is this driving going to be over?"
Portland is beautiful. A very peaceful city. We happened to have gorgeous weather while we were there. We explored the city and even spent some time in one of the outer areas. Some great restaurants with amazing food. Oregon wines are spectacular (but then again, I already knew that). Mike noted that there really was no "gay section" of town. And that the Chinatown area was... well, not really. Other than that, we like Portland. We are going to go back in the winter to see what it's like.
We drove back down to Oakland to stay with our dear friend Samara and her man, Rafael. She gave us a great tour of Oakland and took us for breakfast and farmer's market shopping in San Francisco. As always, great food, nice weather, etc. Suddenly, Oakland seems like a nice place to live. Interesting. Later.
Like the last one, I started this vacation by attending a wedding. It was the wedding of my partner's high school best friend, Adam. Adam was marrying his partner of 20 years. It was understated and sophisticated. We thought there was a chance it would border on the tacky. But, when all was said and done, it was quite nice. It was our very first same-sex wedding. It was in San Francisco, California. And it was nice.
We then headed off to Portland, Oregon. With an overnight stop in Ashland, Oregon. Wouldn't really go to Ashland again. In hindsight, I wouldn't drive from Oakland, CA to Portland ever again. I am just not a driver. All I could think was "when the fuck is this driving going to be over?"
Portland is beautiful. A very peaceful city. We happened to have gorgeous weather while we were there. We explored the city and even spent some time in one of the outer areas. Some great restaurants with amazing food. Oregon wines are spectacular (but then again, I already knew that). Mike noted that there really was no "gay section" of town. And that the Chinatown area was... well, not really. Other than that, we like Portland. We are going to go back in the winter to see what it's like.
We drove back down to Oakland to stay with our dear friend Samara and her man, Rafael. She gave us a great tour of Oakland and took us for breakfast and farmer's market shopping in San Francisco. As always, great food, nice weather, etc. Suddenly, Oakland seems like a nice place to live. Interesting. Later.
