Five Hours in Portland

Ginger is a gem and sent me off on my trip to Oregon not only with a list of her must see spots, but with an accompanying playlist as well. She grew up in the area so I consider her well versed in the hipster hot spots.I am pretty sure my friendship with Ginger was forever cemented when I let her know that I did, in fact, play the songs at just the points she asked me to(Hopefully I can convince her to post her must-sees and playlist soon).

 My last trip to Portland was not terribly successful. That was not the fault of Portland itself, but more the fault of the terrible morning sickness I was suffering during my first pregnancy. I walked around the city in a haze and to this day, can hardly remember a thing about our few days there.

This time my family and I had literally five hours to spend in Portland before heading to Lincoln City, our actual destination. In the few hours we were there, though, I was was instantly smitten. I had been told by both my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, that this would be the case, but after the first fiasco I wasn’t so sure.
I know that everyone knows about Powells Books, but seriously, for a bookworm, this place is heaven. With my husband and two little girls in tow we set out to conquer this store and ended up spending most of our time in the children’s section. I wont even divulge the obscene amount of money I managed to spend after just a few short hours here, but lets just say its a good thing I didn’t have more time to explore.

One of Ginger’s pearls of wisdom was to try the doughnuts from Blue Star, rather than Voodoo. Trying to wrestle with a toddler and keep my five-year-old happy kept me from going to Blue Star myself, but my mother-in-law and sister-in-law happily obliged and got enough for us to all sample at the beach house in Lincoln City.

With just a few hours left we settled on visiting the famous rose garden because, hey, I have a five-year-old who believes in fairies and what better place to indulge that fantasy?

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When I compare the things I wanted to do in Portland with the things I was actually able to do, I know that another trip will be necessary. While it is pretty obvious that a half a day is not enough time to enjoy a city like Portland, half a day is enough to make you fall in love.

Jess in Portland




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