So, here I am on my last night in Portland, OR.
Nice city. It’s walkable. But it’s also dominated by car culture.
Massive freeways all over the place.
It’s hard to get away from the car.
The downtown is nice and walkable.
Same homelessness and drug use issues that Seattle and Vancouver, BC have, but still no where near as bad as the drug problems in Edmonton, AB.
Did the usual thing, just walked around the city, steering clear of anything that looked like a tourist trap.
Came down here to buy socks.
Yep, socks.
Place down here sells nice cotton knee high and thigh high socks that come in an assortment of colours and patterns.
They work out to about $30/pr in Canada, but with Sir Misogyny the Orange wanting to start a trade tariff war, I thought that it would be a great time to pop on down for a long weekend to grab some socks and take advantage of the duty exemption that comes into play after one has been in the US of A for more than 48 hours.
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There are a lot of these water fountains around the city. And it looks like they keep them running around the year.
If you ever get to Portland, you gotta check the statute of Portlandia out. It’s perched over the entrance of the Portland Municipal Services Building located on S.W. 5th Ave., between S.W. Main St. and S.W. Madison St.
This city has a lot of bridges. 12 large bridges and a good half dozen pedestrian bridges.
Most of the bridges have a good coating of graffiti, stickers, and other colourful distractions from the banality of life.
My hotel room had one of these in it.
Kept waiting for the psychologist to come in to analyze me, but they never showed up.
Another panorama, this time facing downtown.
And me on a bridge.
And one more panorama shot…
And finally, no trip would be complete without me checking out the HVAC system in the hotel where I’m staying. Polished spiral duct. Long radius elbows. Looks like a variable flow refrigerant system so it can do heating and cooling. Easy access to the filter.
Beeshive 
