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lake oswego & the trailblazers



We flew out late Thursday night and unbeknownst to me I got invertigo on the flight--something that has never happened before. My boyfriend distracted my insane spinning head with the Matrix Reloaded, which did help. Thanks babe! Once we landed, I couldn't' contain my excitement! Actually being in Oregon (and not just dreaming about it) brought me great joy as the freezing air welcomed me to the Pacific North West.


We woke up the next morning to beautiful rain and grey skies, my favorite! His parents made a delicious breakfast of bacon and eggs as we ate with the view of Lake Oswego before us. Afterwards, he took me on a trail at George Roger's Park, which lead to an abandoned structure that was, sadly, not safe enough to try to get inside of. Just walking around in the rain surrounded by such fresh air and a wildly green environment was everything compared to California's drought of brown hills.


Later that night, his parents took us to the Trailblazers vs. Mavericks game at the Moda Center as my birthday present. That was so sweet of them! Although Portland didn't win, it was an incredibly close game that made my first basketball game experience that much more exciting. To end the night, we hopped over to Voodoo Doughnuts that was surprisingly not busy. In my opinion, it is overrated but donuts are donuts to me and I gobbled that up like it was pizza. Ps. because pizza is my favorite.

Stay tuned to hear about my day next day spent in Portland! xx



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