Wednesday, October 3, 2007

One Last Night in Portland

Our house is empty. Our truck is full. We are exhausted. We spent time with lots of people we love this week, with lots of goodbyes and good lucks. Had our final meal at the Bridgeport Ale House on Hawthorne. Tomorrow, we start off on one of our biggest adventures yet.

Blogging interruption: A raccoon just climbed down the fence next to my house and ran straight at me until it realized it wasn't alone! I am not making this up. Just about scared the poop out of me, having some relatively large creature run at you from the dark. I am looking forward to having the Internet indoors.

1 comment:

  1. "Coons? When racoons try to get on our back porch, Momma just chase 'em off with a broom."