Saturday we ventured off to Portland because we had free tickets to The Portland Art Museum. We enjoyed the museum (some of us more than others) and since I was braving downtown Portland traffic, I figured that it would be the perfect time add on a trip to Powell’s Books. For those of you that don’t know, Powell’s is what I would consider the greatest book store in the world! It takes up an entire city block and their website says it has over a million books. They have the best children’s section ever! We walked from the museum and was so excited to get to the book store that the only picture I have is this one that I took accidentally as I was navigating us. Thank you Google Maps.
We had so much fun at the book store. We sat and read books for a couple of hours. It was such a great way to spend the afternoon. I found a book that I had been looking for to add to the school library collection. We found a few on Ancient Egypt that Taelin wanted to get and of course a few picture books. I also got milk and honey because I can’t go to the greatest book store in the world and not by a book for myself. Well, I probably could but I don’t want to.
I have a feeling that this trip is just the first of many.
P.S. I don’t love driving in Portland and honestly dislike walking around there even more. Big cities just aren’t my jam. But, I already had paid for parking so I sucked it up and we walked everywhere. We were walking back to the car with my new reusable Powell’s bag full of book and I was feeling pretty damn proud of myself. And then….I biffed it. Really hard. Crossing the street. For no reason. After two nice gentlemen helped me, I hobbled my way back to the car that was luckily only one more block further. And then I discovered I had scrapped my knee in a way that I haven’t done since I was learning to ride my bike. I seriously need to learn to walk without hurting myself. I have a picture of my knee and I almost added it but then thought better of it. Needless to say it was super embarrassing and it still hurts two days later.
P.P.S. I have no idea why I wrote shared that story but I kind of like there so I am leaving it.