Spring Break

Morgan  and I made a semi last minute decision to take a trip during spring break.  We didn't have very much money to spend so we went to Oregon because it was close and would be a short trip.  We got a hotel on Priceline.com for real cheap and it was supposed to be a decent hotel.

Day one:

We pretty much just drove that day.  Not too much happened except for a blizzard in the Blue Mountain range that we got stuck in.  We made it through though.  We got to our hotel that evening and it was ghetto.  It was scary and a little dirty.  Granted, the entire city was scary and dirty (sorry to people who love Portland but seriously, lets be honesty) but our hotel was in the scary part of the scary town.

Day two:

We went to the Portland zoo.  Even though our hotel was only 15 minutes away, we decided (and when I say 'we' I mean Morgan) it would be more fun to take the tram.  The hotel drove us to the airport where we could load up on the train.  We then spent an hour and 15 minutes on the train, making every stop including one right by our hotel, all the way to the zoo.  It was fun for a little bit but after a half hour the kids started getting restless.  The zoo was great fun.  Wini is a huge monkey lover and could wait to go see the monkeys.

That was the first hour or so of our day.  We have tons of pictures from that first hour but then someone stole our stroller when we went to the bathroom and after that my arms were too full of purse, cameras, 4 coats and holding Wini and Wolfe's hands the whole time that I didn't get anymore pictures from the rest of the day.  After the zoo, we (I mean Morgan) thought we should cut our travel time down and get off the tram early.  That would mean we would have to take a short bus ride back to our hotel.  SSSSSCCCAAAARRRRRYYYYY.  I had never rode a public bus before.  I was so scared and grossed out that I had to squat over my bench so that my bum wouldn't touch the seat.  I also made sure not to make any eye contact but without looking timid.  I didn't want anyone to think I was an easy target.  I was so happy to get off the bus.  We (I mean I) decided after that, that we would just drive our car from now on and not take anymore public transportation.  We ate dinner at a German restaurant that Morgan just LOVED and then spent the rest of the evening back at our hotel.  All in all day two was a fun day.  But it was nothing compared to day three.

To be continued...