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Leslie has a friend called Justin. Justin is a bartender. He works at a bar where they make very special coctails. Of course we had to go and try them. Hanna had a lime-cilantro-chili thing. She loved it. As for me, I took the avocado daquiri. Thick, almost like a smoothie, and delicious. I don’tContinue reading “Chapter 208: Wierd coctails of Portland”

On Tuesday afternoon (5/6), Leslie took us to her favourite shopping street in southeastern Portland. And we got so well started in Seattle, Hanna and me, so why stop? Oregon doesn’t even have sales tax, shopping there is “super cheap”. So, well, I bought even more stuff. There’s something with the logic “I’m only hereContinue reading “Chapter 207: Shopoholics on the loose”

The one big tourist attraction in Portland is the International Rose Test Garden, a meticulously manicured garden of over 500 different rose varieties. Hanna and I went there on a rainy Monday (4/6) morning, but I was soon so intoxicated by the smells and the beauty of the raindrops on the rose petals that IContinue reading “Chapter 206: The roses of Portland”

Portland’s inofficial slogan is “Keep Portland wierd”. And you certainly meet a lot of wierd people in Portland. But also a lot of young, hip people on bikes, recycling bins and food trucks. Pioneer Courthouse Square, the red brick central square. <im Food trucks. We had delicious Vietnamese. The big bookstore in town, Powell’s Books,Continue reading “Chapter 205: Portland – city of bicycles and wierdos”

Sunday evening (3/6), Hanna and I left Seattle and headed to Portland by Greyhound. At the bus station, we were picked up by Leslie. Wonderful Leslie. Back in 2009, when I was discovering Bolivia together with Natalia, Jonna and Cecilia, we happened to stay at the same hostel in Rurrenabaque as this American girl andContinue reading “Chapter 204: The wonders of Leslie”

Before I left home, people were telling me how much I would love Vancouver. And I did. What they didn’t prepare me for, though, was the wonders of Seattle. During my four days there, I developed a dead serious crush on this city of rain, libraries and art in the streets. It’s an amazing place,Continue reading “Chapter 203: The sum of Seattle”

In highschool, I was the ultimate music nerd. I read magazines and blogs, searched the internet, used several of those create-my-own-radio-station-sites that were popular before Spotify came and wiped out all the competition. I borrowed CDs from the library, especially the mixes in the series Sonically Speaking, that came with every number of a SwedishContinue reading “Chapter 202: My musical renaissance”

So, I know that in some cases, it can be hard to distinguish between architecture and art. Especially in a city like Seattle which is so full of inbetween things of an aestethically appealing nature. But I’ve just simply had to make a choice. Here is some of the art of Seattle: Pioneer Square: (DoesContinue reading “Chapter 201: Art of Seattle”

Monday 2/7: I’m sitting on my really robust, country house bed in the room that I share with Sandra from Spain. Listening to Sandra sing out of tune with her iPhone, in Spanish, while she’s dancing so that the concrete under her feet echoes outside the window. I can still feel the taste of blueberriesContinue reading “Chapter 200: Interlude – the 200th chapter”

On Saturday (2/6), Hanna arrived in Seattle. And with her came my introduction to all the wonders of shopping. Hanna certainly had an influence on me. I’m not completely sure if it was good or bad. So on Sunday (3/6), Miles took Hanna and me to the Fremont Sunday Market, a huge outdoor event withContinue reading “Chapter 199: Commercial Seattle”