Despite not having any significant tourist landmarks or things to ‘go up’, Portland has been my favourite stop so far. It is a very clean city and the people are very friendly. This is fortunate as we had two days off here. Day one I awoke on the bus, feeling a little worse for wear having stayed up later than I perhaps should and having dunk more beer than I perhaps should to the sound of a man enthusiastically ringing a bell. Unenthusiastically I got out of my bunk to discover the tail end of the Portland marathon passing us by.
The rest of the day mostly consisted of tax free shopping, which is a pretty big draw for the area, and wandering around the markets drinking the local brews. To sober up Lucy, Jon and I, then stumbled across Voodoo Doughnut which is something of a local sensation with a long cue of people out the door (they call them lines here?) patiently waiting to pick up their very own “Grape Ape” raised doughnut with vanilla frosting and grape powder or a “Dirty Snowball ” chocolate cake doughnut covered with pink marshmallow glaze and surprise filling.
One of the more sickly and bizarre culinary experiences. We finished our day in Powell's City of Books which claims to be the largest independent new and used bookstore in the world. This could well be true as it is definitely larger than any book shop I have ever been to before.
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