Trippin South

Spontaneous. Crazy. Fun.

Our trip to Portland was on a whim, right before the holidays. We drove there, just Mark and I, spent the night at the Crystal Ballroom, soaked in the enormous spa, listened to some Ben Union solo tunes till the clock struck midnight, ate a wonderful breakfast, browsed Powell's, and then headed back to reality.

It was a beautiful getaway and one of the best times I've had with Mark in Portland. He read to me for three hours in the car on the way there and on the way back (probably so he didn't have to see my bad driving). I hope he relaxed as much as I did in the 24 hours we had together.

In the few hours we had together we loved a lifetime's worth. -Sarah Connor

We'll Be Back!

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