Tomorrow I will fly to Portland, OR to visit my sister and my parents. As my winter break stretches on and my motivation to clean the apartment dwindles, a change of scenery sounds pretty good. I’ve downloaded some books for my kindle and I’ve got a new game to play, so a five and a half hour flight even sounds pretty okay right now.
I love visiting Portland. It’s somehow beautiful, cozy, earthy, and delicious. Every visit is a pleasure. Afterwards, I’m also looking forward to spending time with my family and friends in California for a few days.
Will someone please remind Mr. B to eat his vegetable while I’m gone?