To Portland

[walkitout]

We did the usual: packed up, ate breakfast, brushed teeth, checked out, ubered to King St Station and waited for the train. The train ride was uneventful. We ubered to the rental car place. We drove to the hotel and checked in. We had dinner at and a tour of SIL’s house. The expensive light fixtures (came with the house) were really something else again. Their lighting controls maker went out of business, so BIL is tinkering.

People keep asking me what I’ll be doing in Portland. As little as possible, is what I’m hoping.