As I’ve mentioned, we just got back from a weeklong trip to Oregon. Man, that state is gorgeous. Everyone is insanely friendly, and you can’t have a bad meal if you try. Here are a few photos, if you’d like to see…
One of our first stops around town was Radiant Human, where a photographer takes a photo of your aura. It was a trip! Alex was mostly blue, which means “Depth of Feeling, Trust, Devotion, Loyalty, Nurturing, Personal Relationships, Supportive, Intuitive, Sensitive,” and I was red, which means “Strength, Will Power, New Beginnings, Leadership, Action, Practicality, Passion.”
We rented an awesome house that was super comfy, with three bedrooms and a porch swing where we spent 99% of our time.
They had an outdoor cat, which Anton completely fell in love with. He called him “my cat” and re-named him “Motato” (rhymes with potato). Like the gentle soul he is, Anton would simply sit next to him and enjoy his company, only reaching over to pet him now and again, when he felt the cat was ready.
Right down our street, just a block away, there was a giant lot filled with food trucks — Mexican, Middle Eastern, Scandinavian, whatever you wanted.
Each day, we’d go on an adventure to places like the zoo, downtown, or Multnomah Falls, pictured in the frame-worthy shot above, haha.
On everyone’s recommendation, Alex went to Voodoo Doughnut for this Bacon Maple Bar!
We also had great meals around town at Firehouse and Olympia Provisions…
But our favorite meal — and one of the best meals of our lives — was at Ava Gene’s. Oh. My. Goodness. Grilled bread with sheep’s cheese and giant juicy green tomatoes. Agnolotti pasta that tasted like sweet corn. Prosecco that the wine director described as “a special little wine.” I want to beam myself back there right now.
Of course, Portland also had lots of its famous quirk. This sign, above, was near the top of a big hill. How cute is that?
And apparently it’s a public art project to tie toy horses to the antique horse hooks around the city. We found these guys near our house, and Anton stopped by every day to say hello.
The final weekend, we went to Manzanita, a beach town on the coast. (We stayed in this lovely rental, which I’d highly recommend, as well.) One cool thing about the beaches was how the tide would create little “lakes,” which kids could easily run around in. The boys were in heaven.
My mom and Alex’s mom joined us, which was such a treat.
And Alex and I celebrated our sixth anniversary. Time flies!
What a magical trip. Thank you so much, Oregon. We miss you already and can’t wait to come back. xoxo
P.S. 10 tips for traveling with a baby, and how to entertain a toddler on a plane.
(Ava Gene’s pasta photo by Randy L. Rasmussen/The Oregonian. All other photos by us.)