Day 2: Portland, Oregon
Creaking for the Coffee
My hostel room has a built in alarm clock. A feature not listed on the Portland Hawthorne Hostel website pre-arrival, nor was it covered in the tour. When the early-riser goes to the kitchen for their morning cup of Joe, the aging floor boards creak underfoot. The floorboards also happen to be my ceiling above my top bunk perch. Mind you, this is not a complaint. It gets me up and out for the day, I didn’t have to call the front desk and request an 8 am wake-up call, instead I am nudged awake gently by little creaking noises and the occasional dropped item. Hostel travel is all positives. In fact, this feature should be touted as an upgrade. A wise traveller should opt for the room with the 8 am creaky-roof”. It’s all mine for two more nights, sorry guys.
Gresham MAX line
Out the door and on the Tri-met
After the shower, and the java it’s to the 14 Hawthorne, over the river and up the hill to the Japanese Gardens. I had heard about the gardens and saw some footage on YouTube, so I added this to my mental-list of must-see places. On my first ‘free-day’ I jumped at the chance to see this beautiful place. Being from Arizona, I am accustomed to a different kind of green. Foliage and what-not is a very hearty green back home, yellow-green and browns, reds, etc. I was in need of some good ole’ deciduous-chewy-basil-kind-of-green.
Enter the Garden
A Little Walk
I explored every inch of the Japanese Gardens and spent a good three hours retracing my steps and turning back to do it all again. When I visit a place like the Japanese Gardens, or a zoo I like to go through the park in one direction and then revers the path so that I see everything differently. If I were capable I would have burrowed into the soil and dug on them roots.
Central pond, reminded me of Monet’s Giverny
Loopy-loops
On one of my reverse laps, I found something I had missed the first time around. I stumbled into a little hut type meditation thing. I don’t really meditate in the traditional sense, but I figured I’d try to get into it, Supernormal-style. So I took out my notebook, closed my eyes, and began making little hash marks on the paper while I sat and listened to the garden and walked through the Garden again in my mind.
I was surprised when I opened my eyes that there was a picture-of-sorts there. And it did look a little like a Japanese Garden. I titled and dated it and I’m gonna keep it, but, here you can have a copy. No one ever said I was a visual artist. I play music like a banshee, but, I draw like a monkey. No shame in that. If you can walk you can dance, if you can talk you can sing. No judgment on how well, just a can-do kind of thing.
This place is enchanting, delicately trained vines sculpted with rudimentary methodology. Simple sticks of bamboo fastened to branches with twine have done the majority of the shaping and training of the branches, but, most of the Japanese trees and plants look as though that is just how they grow. What I know of Japan is it’s art, I can say Japanese art, and I get an image in my mind as I am sure you do as well. There is a distinctive look beyond a simple font to all things Japanese, and the reason for that I would guess is nature. The trees shrubs and other things beyond my botanical prowess have that distinctive ordered Japanese look.
Right-click, Save as Desktop
From the Garden to the City
I spent the next few hours walking downtown and asking around if anyone knew of a place where I could have a Beer and Blog. I don’t mean Wi-fi. I mean, a bar with physical computers in it. Why do we all have to own a laptop? I don’t like carrying around all of that stuff, power cable, computer, then with all of the other elements of this SupernormalRecords.com enterprise. What if i drop it? What if I get caught in the rain, and soaked to the bone, or in this case; memory? Just to many what-if’s. But, here is yet another ‘what if’.
Training Branches Traditionally
What if?
What if a bar put along one of its walls an array of a few basic desktops. I am in the Fat Straw, a little Bubble Tea Joint and I love working in this place, but I want a beer man. My love for blogging and my love for beer are two very strong competitors. And I would argue, life sustaining drives, urges man! C’mon Bar Owners. Open the Beer and Blog, the Blog-N-Beer Tavern, or The Blogger and Lager! I’ll do it if you give me the dough of course.
If this were filled with Sake I would have Stayed here all day
There’s that for now. I think I’m gonna traipse around downtown and see if I can get a little more of the strong pulse of this cities music scene. Back into the city now…
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I enjoyed today with you on the Portland tour–loved the Japanese Gardens.
Strange to see you with all of those warm-type of clothes on, not to mention shoes not slaps? Can’t wait for tomorrow’s edition.