Zipped up to Portland with d23 as a tourguide.

So far:

• Voodoo Doughnuts is not what I expected, but no less wonderful.
• I feel as though someone poured concrete into my nostrils. No wait, there's enough air moving in here to get a whiff. It's something much nastier than concrete.
• People here, at least D's friends, are incredibly friendly and generous.
• This city does indeed have the best strip clubs. Hands down favorite so far was Lucky Devil. It was comfy, homey even. The girls on stage looked like they were good at their job exactly because they enjoyed doing it. I saw one bellydance that would have still been the best I'd seen yet even if the girl doing it hadn't been so minimally ornamented. And free wireless! And they gave us cookies! Most cities I'd set up my office away from home in a coffeehouse. In Portland, I might choose this strip club.

Now to the Acropolis for late breakfast.

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In answer to OBD: So you never have to leave.