The Andy(tm) and i are on a mini-vacation in Oregon. We took the train down wednesday so that i could see Caravan Palace (Last.fm, MySpace, website en Français), a French electro-swing band, on one of their few tour dates in the U.S. Andy’s (step)brother was working the concert as a photographer for the local paper, so we got to hang out with him for awhile during the concert and then went for snacks and beer afterward, which was great because we hadn’t seen him in exactly a year.
We stayed wednesday night at the Hawthorne Hostel, which was quite nice. Our room had a balcony that projected out onto the hostel’s ecoroof! The hostel also uses rainwater to flush the toilets, which i found pretty exciting because one of the few reasons i’d love a house of my own is so that i can set up a water recycling system.
Wednesday afternoon and part of thursday we had some time to wander around Portland’s Hawthorne neighborhood, which was the whole reason we decided to try the Hawthorne Hostel instead of staying at the hostel up in the northwest area like we usually do. Wednesday was a late lunch at HotLips Pizza (“East Coast style” pizza, tho’ i thought the sauce was bland) followed by a visit to Cool Cottons. Cool Cottons was a completely accidental — i noticed it as we went by on the bus on our way to the hostel — but utterly delightful find. It’s probably a good thing i have not yet gotten my pattern collection uploaded to my Evernote because otherwise i might not have made it out of there having spent only $6.50.
Thursday we had a late breakfast at Paradox Cafe (very tasty), then shopped a bit at Powell’s Books for Home and Garden [my take: 2 papermaking books & 1 book on sewing from / altering a pattern (by Nancy of “Sewing With Nancy”)].
After that, Andy’s grandparents met us in town and brought us out to their place, where it’s been nothing but delicious food, reading books, watching the last 1/2 of the 2nd season of “Avatar: The Last Airbender,” and listening to coyotes howl at night from the ravine behind the house. It’s sufficiently rural out here that there are few lights to get in the way of stargazing, so i’m hoping to lie on the grass tonight and not get eaten by coyotes while i brush up on identifying constellations. Naturally, i (yet again!!) forgot my Galileoscope, which is worthless in Seattle and so hasn’t seen a lick of use since i put it together last year. It’s 1st on my list of things to bring with us when we come down on our scooter trip for the Portland Zine Symposium in late august.
Home via train tomorrow. I miss the cats.
PS: Here’s “Suzy” by Caravan Palace. There’s also a video on YouTube for “Jolie Coquine”, but it was “Suzy” that caught my attention back in late winter and turned me on to the band in the 1st place. Dancing giant outerspace robots and pretty flapper ladies? Do want.