Hi everyone, sorry for the delay in posting. We did not have internet access yesterday evening or even until late this afternoon. As you probably guessed, we have arrived in Portland and have been moving in, unpacking and organizing for about 24 hours. But I’m going to make a post just about the travel portion of our last day and we’ll make an update once our place looks a little more respectable.
Yesterday morning we awoke in Ritzville, Washington. Very sleepy place but since we’d had such a nice meal at the Cow Creek restaurant next door the night before, we made it back over for breakfast when they opened at 8:00. I had scrambled eggs and German sausage while Morgen had fried potatoes and onions with jam and toast. Oh, and two large cups of coffee. Excellent food for taking off for the final hours of our adventure.
There isn’t much going on in southeastern Washington. Not much at all. Large farms and grazing land dominated our early driving until we reached the Country Mercantile store just north of Pasco, WA. The Mercantile advertised itself as having fresh-picked asparagus and that was enough to get us off the highway. They had everything from the as-advertised asparagus to pickled olives, homemade chocolates and Walla Walla sweet onions. Needless to say we partook of the fresh vegetables and headed along toward Oregon.
When we finally reached our beloved Oregon, the scenery slowly started to change. We crossed the enormous Columbia River and took a hard right toward Portland. Gradually the wide fields and rolling hills made way for scenery not unlike the Grand Canyon. Ok, maybe the walls weren’t as high, but the colors and the style of erosion along the walls of the Columbia valley were really cool and a great change of pace. Eventually, as we reached places like The Dalles and Hood River, the pines emerged and the steep rock walls and rushing river were picturesque.
One annoying thing we noticed about Oregon is that all gas stations are full service. We’ve since learned that you’re not required to tip (which is good, because we hadn’t) but the whole process was very bizarre, especially with the U-haul and tow. Before too long we’d called our building manager, our movers and the U-haul drop-off location to see if it would be ok to move our move-in up by one day. They were all fine with it and so we cruised into town and across the Wilamette River into the western side of the city. Some smooth maneuvering and just enough battery on our GPS got us to the U-haul spot where we could finally remove our car from the truck. The temperature was 66 degrees, the sun was shining and there was a slight breeze, perfect weather for our formal introduction to Portland.
I’ll save details about our place and our move-in for the next post but we’re so happy to finally be here, be off the road and really get a chance to get to know our new home.