I moved to Portland for the love of trees, a best friend, and a job that advertised I would be working in the heart of the Rose City’s trendy Pearl District. How great is that? And, how great it was to be lost in a new city with so many unknowns to explore and experience. There I was, feeling 16 again, with a fresh driver’s license and no access to GPS–only adventure.
The new commute to the corporate office downtown brought me in from SE Portland down Grand Avenue. I was in awe of never before seen stores such as Denali Furniture and Rejuvenation Hardware, not to mention, the mass amount of bike commuters heading west over the Hawthorne Bridge. I’d recognize my turn over the Willamette River when I came upon Stark’s Vacuum, and I’d sing, “over the Burnside Bridge I go.” The iconic Stagg sign would sing back, “What’s your dream?” During lunch time, I walked, shopped, and ate my way through the Brewery Blocks.