Good morning Portland
Good morning Portland, Or. It’s roughly 9:22 and I’m posting on what I hope will be a regular blog a day.. blog.
Today happens to be a long day for me so I drove through morning rush hour alone listening to radio stations on my “quick pick” list: 1st 9.47 then 101.1 then 91.5 then back to 94.7. As I flipped through the stations looking for something to break the stop & go worm, it began to do the Oregon Mist.
Now I don’t mind the Oregon mist it’s in my blood, but what gets me is that mist that lands on your windshield and you know that if you hit the windshield wipers then it’ll smear, but if you leave it the windshield gets all cloudy. Suffering, I timed my wipes so that I could maximize clarity. To say the least, driving through rush-hour is incredibly taxing and mundane.
I miss the days when I had to ride my bike (for what seemed miles) to school, dodging the little kiddies and hollering “Ohayoo Gozaimasu” to the road crews who were wrapping up a hard nights work. I’m happy I don’t have to ride in fridgit weather, but since I’ve stopped the regular daily ride, I fear that I’m slowly gaining weight in this posh American lifestyle.
Well that about wraps it up, it’s 9:30 and I gotta get to class.
~J out