Day 3 On our third day in Portland we headed back downtown, walked along the waterfront, and checked out the Saturday Market. We met up with Mikie again, had lunch at Bijou Cafe, and roamed the Saturday Market. Local artists displayed their creations and we saw some of Portland's talented as well as their "weird" performing on the streets. That evening, after Niner and Shkrimpy dealt with much drama to get the keg, we had a party at Shkrimpy and Skotty's house. We met some of their friends, hung out at their large back yard, had taco's, and everybody helped empty the full keg of Rolling Rock. Niner cooked the best taco's ever (I'm not the only one who thought so.). We concluded that it must have had something to do with grilling the chicken on Shalanna's friend's seasoned grill! Everyone worked on the 15 gallon keg all night, but unfortunately the rest of it had to go down the drain.. Day 4 After what became my routine morning cup of coffe...
The journey not the arrival matters. -T. S. Eliot