Rest day in portland!

We made it! FYI if you ever want to go to Portland via backroads and Missoula its about 1615 miles...but whose counting? Mostly downhill into town from our lunch spot. Kris's/barry's friend, Marci, and her roomies have welcomed us with open arms! We couldn't ask for a better place to stay :) Last night we relaxed for a bit, celebrated with a local beer(or in Barry's case a mason jar full of whiskey goodness), and then scarfed down some Thai food. Although marci and the servers remained polite they were clearly in awe of the ability of TDL to pack it away! Marci's house is great and we cozied on the floor and fell asleep to the lull of barry's snore rather than the flowing river...hoping to sleep in we awoke bright eyed and bushy tailed in the early six o clock hour, apparently our bodies are used to the abuse. Barry dream breakfast FINALLY came true and we no longer have to anticipate the beloved scotch eggs bc he enjoyed not one, but two this morn for bfast. What's a scotch egg you may ask? Picture this...hard boiled egg wrapped in sausage, breaded, and deep fried. No doggie bags were needed for the bearster. So we're off to enjoy the sights, tasty food, and people of Portland....tomorrow we head to astoria! Barry and stacy after espresso at the top of the mt hood pass. What hills?

German tourist?? Hawaiian cruise?? Nope Barry enjoys a night on the town :)