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I went to sleep unusually early last night, which means I woke up unusually early this morning. I grab my laptop, log on to SG, and the first thing I see is a comment from Venice..."how's this snow for you?" I furrow my brow and then look outside my window. It's fucking snowing!

I jumped out of bed, grabbed my camera and took some pics outside my window.





Then I put on some clothes, and ran outside to play. I knew I wouldn't have much time before people started to ruin the awesomeness of pure undriven snow with their cars and shovels and salt, so I wanted to take advantage while I still could.

Here's just outside my apartment building



Here's some dudes trying to clear the MAX tracks on my way downtown



Here's Pioneer Square. The pics look a little weird because I had my camera set at a high ISO from night shooting a couple days ago, and I didn't realize it until later.







I walked over to some people making a snowman, and then had a snowball fight with them for a bit. The snow was really soft and fluffy so it was hard to keep it together, but I got the hang of it.



I decided to go to the riverfront to see what that looked like, but it was mostly overcast and you couldn't get a good view of much.



So I walked around for a bit more, and took some more pictures.



Here's the MAX coming in.



I ended up taking it and going to Washington Square Park.





There were people skiing and snowboarding everywhere, even on the streets in town. I saw some dudes on an old sled, and I had to ask if I could take it for a ride.





You'll notice the fair amount of trees in the area, and the limited mobility of a sled going pretty fast downhill. Not terribly safe, but sooo much fun.



I took the MAX back downtown, and got off at the Kings Hill/Salmon stop a few blocks from my apartment.



PGE Park is right across the street, and oddly enough it was open with nobody manning the security booth. So I walked in and took some pics.



Then I went to walk back home, and I noticed Lincoln High School's football field was also open, so I took some more pics of the field overlooking the West Hills.



On the way back I ran into this little dude...



...and possibly the cutest snowman I saw all morning.



I got back home and had me some breakfast sammiches and a nice mug of authentic Cuban caf con leche. (If you're in Portland and you want some, you need to come by my place because you can't get it anywhere else. I had to smuggle a jar of Caf Bustelo from my last trip back home.)

By noon this had already become one of the best days ever.

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