Pearson

Pearson airport. I’m in a little bit of a food coma at the moment. We had a great lunch at the Mill Street place here and I had a delicious raspberry beer.

It was so good we forgot to go pick up our bags at the connections terminal. So the poor baggage service people had to gaze on our ugly bags for two hours. The security guard took exception to my crochet hooks and the customs agent accused us of not bringing any presents for the bride and groom but we prevailed.

Should arrive in Portland around eight tonight, which will be just past midnight Newfoundland time. YAWN!

Portland Ho!

Today the Pie and I fly off to Portland, Oregon for the wedding of Doodle and the Cyclist.  I haven’t been to Portland since 2007 (you can see my shots here) and the Pie has never been further west than Thunder Bay, Ontario (which really isn’t very west at all), so it will be a great trip.  My parents are here to take care of the dog, so rest assured he will be spoiled rotten.

Last time I was in Oregon I ended up in front of the rock in The Goonies (at Cannon Beach). And I thought it was windy THERE!

You will still be getting your regular MWF posts that I have been stockpiling, but I’d like to try something new this time I go away.  I’m not bringing my computer with me, but I will have my phone, and I’m going to try out the WordPress app for Android and give you a little taste each day of what we’re up to on the west coast. Plus I have a brand new camera waiting for me upon my arrival, so I’ll be sure to take lots and lots of pictures.

Then when we return I’ll give you a little digest post about all the fun we were up to while we were gone.

So stay tuned!