We traveled. And it was good.
And on the first stop, of the second hour. We ate. And it was good. With two bagels, one and half avocado, cream cheese, spinach and a spoon (we forgot the knife...and I tell you what, spreading cream cheese and cutting avocado without a knife is difficult work!) we created what the French would call, Supair Bagel. It's a super Bagel.
After Church Friday night, we went down to the OH-SO crowded Portland waterfront to enjoy the monster of a firework show. It was needless to say, phenomenal. Honestly. I have never seen such intense crazy awesome fireworks. If I'm in the country next year by that time I plan on getting there booty early and sitting right on the edge so I can see them reflect off the water.
I realize that they are not very good pictures, but you should have some visual I feel.
And another....End of a lovely night, waiting for all the traffic to clear.
I love my soon-to-be home!!
1 comment:
I'm jealous of the fireworks. This year we found ourselves in some alley far far away admiring the fireworks on Pilot Butte. We had some pretty good illegals, but the mean neighbor man ruined it when he threatened us with violence if we didn't move away from his house...for shame.
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