I’m still going through the photos I took in Portland. One of the things that I’ll remember most is all the walking around that we did. It doesn’t really show on the photos, but we had to walk about four blocks uphill to get to the Mansion. We weren’t huffing and puffing but it was a good stretch. And then walking back down it began to rain. But it rained like a like a sprinkler whose water was being blown into you from next door by the wind, not like a driving rain. That’s the only time we were rained on in the week that we were there.