PDX Part Four

Continuing on with the visit to the great Northwest, We move back to the beginning of the trip, where a scant hour after stepping off of the plane, we found ourselves looking at Sea Lions (in awe, really) -- because we were in town a good 8 hours before check-in time. Who booked those tickets? Ooops.

Lunch at the delightful (weirdly 80's-flavored) Deco Heathman Hotel where we had one of the best breakfasts in the annals of breakfast, should there be annals for that sort of thing.

Ruth presently is awaiting the arrival of her miniature sibling, cutting more of them big toofs in the back. Drool aplenty. That, and the pink fuzzy jacket has happily (perhaps temporarily) supplanted the black trench seen below.