We visited the city a lot during our stay in Portland and got the chance to see a few things touristy and a few things recommended to us by our friends that live there. I feel like no matter what you decide to do or eat here you cannot possibly go wrong. We spent some time exploring the Oregon Zoo, got a bite at Voodoo Doughnut, enjoyed some hot coffee at Stumptown, played arcade games at Ground Kontrol in Chinatown, got more coffee, ended up lost in Powell’s Books, then found more coffee. We got to the top of Pittock Mansion for that amazing view everyone talks about and had the most amazing dinner at Urban Farmer (c/o Antoine the badass chef). I would move here for the food alone, but the nature is pretty solid as well. Portland was great to us. Thank you to our friends for inviting us and showing us around, we will definitely be back ❤
P.S. Yes, I had to wear my hipster glasses the entire time because one of my contacts broke and I didn’t bring any backups (like an idiot). Luckily it worked well for the vibe. Never again though…
Visiting Portland’s Japanese Garden was quite the experience. There is something very calming about walking the paths among the twisted trees and mossy ground that make you feel like you are in a fairy tale land, though that may just be Portland’s aesthetic. It was very quiet in the garden and there were few people about, but I think that’s just because it was a Monday in the dead of winter ;P. I’ve heard that this garden and the rose garden are in full bloom in spring, which would be a beautiful sight to see (and yet another reason to return.)
Some people enjoy being whisked off to magical places and that’s all well and good but I really enjoy doing the whisking myself. I was really looking forward to a real winter this year and since Florida was never going to deliver I decided it would be the best idea to grab my brother (who I never get to travel with) and bring him with me to Portland, Oregon. Our friends were gracious enough to let us stay with them for the entire week! We tried out skiing for the first time under the shadow of Mount Hood and it actually started snowing! It was the definition of majestic. The trees were just piled high with snow and everything was so bright and blinding. I fell so many times but the ski lift operator said one of my wipeouts was the second worst he had seen in over 9 years! Go hard or go home I suppose. After literally busting ass on the slopes I had to get a piping hot bowl of ramen to warm me back up.
Pro tip: never ski in jeans, kids!