I enjoyed each and every leg of our honeymoon tour for a variety of reasons, but there was just something about Portland that made me feel like I could stay forever. I still can’t quite put my finger on what it was, but man, I was in love. John and I actually had two visits to Portland. When we took the train from Washington to Oregon, we stopped in town for the best dinner of the whole trip at Tasty N Sons before driving out to Astoria. Sunshine cocktails and Southern-style food. We’re down.
So when we came back to stay for the last part of our trip, we were pumped. We couldn’t wait to explore this amazing town that had piqued our interests a few days prior!
Even though Portland was my favorite city, it also happened to be the city in which I took the least amount of pics. Too busy enjoying myself to be concerned with photo ops, apparently.
One thing I LOVED about Portland was how stereotypically Portland it was, in the very best way possible. John and I get a huge kick out of Portlandia, but always assumed the show must be a comically exaggerated version of what the city is really like. However, after spending a few days there, I am here to report: THEY SPEAK THE TRUTH. Oh, it was too good.
There were two particular conversations we overheard in which we shot each other the “is this real life SLASH are we on candid camera?!” look. During the first conversation in a boutique, a very concerned customer was inquiring about whether a particular item was made locally. The employee’s response? “It was created in California, but the artist used the quills from a Portland porcupine to construct it, so yes, it’s local.” #crisisaverted
During the second encounter (at one of our very favorite restaurants), a patron interrogated his server about the type of water filter the establishment uses and where the water comes from for several minutes. The funny thing was that the server didn’t miss a beat. He even invited the customer back to the kitchen to see the filter for himself! Oh man you guys, these conversations truly made our trip worthwhile.
A few rounds in the photobooth at the Ace followed by drinks and appetizers at Clyde Common for the ultimate hipster experience.
Powell’s Books. One of my all-time favorite places. John and I could have stayed for days if our schedules allowed for it. I had quite a handful of books that I wanted to take with me, but given my severe lack of suitcase real estate, I only walked away with Garden Anywhere. Very apropos though, no?
I’ve never seen such a colorful array of leaves before, much less in one place! Unbelievably beautiful.
I’d like to think that Los Angeles as a whole is forward-thinking when it comes to being eco-friendly, but my hometown has nothing (and I mean nothing) on Portland. The push for biking over driving, the mandatory recycling, the composting at restaurants…I was in awe. I love a city that does their part to preserve and make the most of their natural resources. But even if the green scene isn’t winning you over, Portland has bridges, rivers, and incredibly talented + thoughtful people. I mean…
And then there’s the shopping. Where do I even begin? Ink + Peat, Alder + Co, Lark Press, Pistils Nursery…the list goes on and on. I left each store feeling inspired and invigorated as a result of the amazing visual merchandising, the unique product selections, and the warm and friendly staff. And isn’t that how a shopping experience is supposed to be? Well done, Portland. You will forever have my business.
Yeah, we dig ya, Portland.