Since I have arrived in Portland my sleeping schedule has been completely different. I have been going to bed before two o'clock every night and waking up around ten o'clock every morning. My wake-up "call" has been the aroma of eggs sizzling on the stove or some strange loud music playing through the speakers in the living room. Wednesday we played a show at Mississippi Pizza on a nice little stage surrounded by windows. Thursday rolled around and we had our biggest show yet. Adam and I (along with Can You Canoe and Hello Electric) played at a restaurant called The Francis on the corner of a street that had been blocked off for a huge block party (9 blocks). Streets full of tripped out, young hippies and artists. You couldn't walk ten feet without hearing a different style of music being played. We played on the sidewalk right outside of the venue trying to get people to come to our show and drink some $1.25 tall boys. Plenty of people showed up after they realized we had traveled from PA to play music for them. The next morning Adam and I drove to Bellevue, Washington to play a show at the Lucky Strike bowling alley. Honestly, it was more like a night club...it was a wonderful time and we met some wonderful people. Our friend took us out for the largest meal I have ever eaten, in an Italian restaurant that served food "family style." I'm pretty sure I am still full. We stayed in Bellevue for the night and headed back to Portland for a show at a coffee shop. Since it was an earlier gig we had time to go to the Hawthorne district and shop around for a bit. Saturday night we went to the park and swung on the swings and enjoyed the stars. IT WAS FINALLY SUNDAY! The day we headed to the coast. It was an hour 1/2 drive, but totally worth it! I have never seen anything like the west coast. The water wasn't warm but I was not too worried about that. Pictures were being taken left and right. What a day....we are leaving Portland now....I will miss this place.