|Cascade train to Portland|
|The conductor gave him his own seat|
|We arrived to touch all the public art.|
|A plethora of parking for your shopping carts|
|People are happy they don't have to climb mountains to go places.|
Portlanders are also happy! Even your crazy people are happy in a way that doesn't scare me. Seattle has crazy people that you are pretty sure will take out of knife and try to take a swing at you just because they are crabby. Everyone is happy in Portland, even the bus drivers! I was so amazed by public transportation and the fact that even normal people get on the bus.
Hills: Portland, your hills are SO cute! I mean SO cute. They are like tiny humps in the road. We laughed at your hills and people thought we were crazy. In any case, Portland has so many colorful people but I honestly think Mr. Peyos freaked your people out. We got a lot of second looks. We even had a guy with faux peyos approach us and was kinda weirded out by the Chasidic guy.
|We were highly entertained for many hours|
So, we spent a lot of time in Powells. It is a dangerous place to go for a family like us. My daughter ended up schlepping around close to 20 lbs of books by the end of the day. It was so heavy for her, but she was happy.
Now on to bikes: We saw so many regular people on bikes and then we saw tall bikes like it was normal. I think I screamed every time we spotted one. I think we looked crazy, pointing and yelling, "tall bike!!" We only saw one person wearing spandex and he looked angry and irrational. Everyone else looked happy! How are you also so far north and mange to have so many people who are just content and smile? Not just smile like you are holding in a fart but a genuine smile.
|All in one space with our cheese grater steps.|
Pooped ourselves out at Powells, now waiting for check-in pic.twitter.com/GhEleCpJX1
— No Spandex Required (@NoSpandexReq) August 19, 2014
|Probably the first time tefillin have been in here|
So we are here, pretty cool @clevercycles pic.twitter.com/90E9ZujReCBack to Bikes: The next day we did what every bike family would do, we went to a bike shop. We picked Clever Cycles as our choice. While in Portland we thought our daughter could try the Brompton. They were so nice at the shop. The bike was set up and then my kid comes towards me and whispers that she changed her mind, she didn't want to try it. In the end, a Brompton was set up for Mr. Peyos and he took a long spin, sans helmet around the cute Portland hills. As nice as the Brompton is Mr. Peyos felt like it didn't work for him. He is very tall and so used to his Dutch bike.
— No Spandex Required (@NoSpandexReq) August 20, 2014
Did we buy anything? We did! Mr. Peyos bought a bag, straps for his rack. I was shocked. The man, never does this but he must have really felt like he needed it. He also tried a rain cape that actually fit him. We actually measured his height at the doctors the other day. He was 6'5 with shoes on, it is ridiculous.
Besides the shinanigans of those guys trying a Brompton I lounged and nursed Baby Peyos, changed his diaper and then stuck him in bikes. He seemed to find the whole experience fun. He is such a smart baby.
After that, we headed to buy bagels at a place called the Bowery. We walked in a little after 2pm and it seems that they were clear out of bagels. The woman very politely said, "we close at 2pm". Oh, I didn't realize. Instead she did a real smile and we left without bagels.
|Don't .be sad. You will see us again!|