Heading to Portland.
Allen at Home By The Sea gave us directions that were different from the route we’d planned to take from Port Orford to Portland. I’m glad we followed them.
We took Highway 38 East to I-5. It was beautiful and peaceful – lush green growth on the side of the road, and a wide, clear river to follow. There were small, lovely communities all along the way. I wish we’d stopped to take pictures, but the highway was just a two-laner and there was the odd dork trying to climb into our trunk, so photo-ops were limited.
The first major centre we came to was Eugene – home of the University of Oregon (beautiful campus). We were hungry. Across from the University, we found a Wendy’s. This Wendy’s was, at the time, journal-worthy, and now, a month later, it’s blog-worthy. Why? Because it was immaculately clean, tables cleared off and cleaned, with pleasant staff who actually seemed to give a rat’s rump about our satisfaction. Could we send every employee in every fast food restaurant in Canada there?
Going north along I-5, we sensed that we were getting close to Portland. The traffic was INSANE!!!.. Bob was kind of white-knuckling that gigantic Yukon along the I-5 into Portland at what we thought should be pre-rush hour.
We finally made it to the hotel – still speaking. Ahhhhh …. The hotel. Much, much to be said about the hotel. But first … a beer -- the legendary “Rubinator” that I’d been told to ask for while we were at the Beachcomber in Florence.********** sigh **********
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