I was really determined to have a “Last Hurrah” before school started this fall. I’ve never really done this before, it’s usually just been working right up until the day before school, or taking a week off and chilling out at home until school starts.
But this year is different in so many ways. I asked The American if he wanted to go on an adventure with me, he agreed and we trekked down to Portland to visit my friends and his friends.
Friday – I bused to The American’s city early morning and spent the day with him. We baked Nutella/peanut butter treats for the football game (I know nothing about football at all) on Saturday. We had dinner at a local restaurant, discussed Game of Thrones, and what music we were going to listen to on our way to Portland.
Saturday – I woke up to The American making mini French toasts. We showered, he packed and then we began our mini road trip to Portland. When we got to Portland, we made a quick stop for beer and whiskey. We got there early but at 7:30pm more people showed up and we watched the Oregon Ducks play football, I had so many questions. I know basically nothing about football, just that one team runs to the end and the other team tries to stop them. Well, I know more about the rules now! After the 2nd period, it was pretty obvious that the Ducks were going to win, so we went to a kareoke bar and had a grand ol’ time.
Sunday – We went for (a massive) brunch with our hosts, checked out an antique shop, went downtown to Powells and bought books! Met up with a bunch of people, including the American’s childhood friend and his wife, at a beer place, drank beer, went to have sushi after a few hours, and then went back to our hosts place and watched The Antichrist and then Dogma.
Monday – Our plan was to meet with The American’s friend for brunch before heading back, but something came up for them, so we picked up a quick meal at a grocery store, bought some coffee at Heart and then headed north. We tried to go shopping really quick, but the labour day crowds were insane. We took the scenic route back to his town, and then made a stop for roof top patio pizza and wine. When we were stuffed, we headed back to his place, watched the first half of The Hobbit and then went to catch my bus. Problem was that I never booked a ticket because I didn’t know what Monday’s plan was going to be, and the bus was sold out. So my plan was to buy a ticket if there was a seat available (sometimes there is). The bus was more than 45 mins late, so The American decided to just drive me home. I felt bad because it was another hour in the car for him, but it was a really sweet gesture, and he said he didn’t mind.
All in all, it was a fantastic weekend and I really enjoyed myself. I’m really glad I finally got to have a weekend of fun with great people.