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.
That’s a lovely mansion…
Still have my fingers crossed about winning the lottery so I can live in a mansion someday.
(Though my wife tells me I actually have to buy lottery tickets before I can win it…)