Day Seven: The Last Mile is Always the Longest

If writing this blog weren't actually on my list of things to do I would feel guilty. Really the other stuff seems more important, but this seems more fun. Plus, do I seriously want to clean my room after being at the gym for 90 minutes?

Friday
Really there isn't much to say about Friday so hopefully this post can be short. We left Adrian's parents sort late-ish on Thursday night. After seeing about 15 deer and not hitting any, I finally fell asleep. Actually, I finally couldn't stay awake any more. Eventually I woke up and we were apparently in either Oregon or New Jersey, because there was a gas station attendant pumping our gas. He must have been pretty bored, because he not only washed our front windshield, but he got the side windows too. Impressive...

I actually drove a little bit so Adrian could sleep. How nice of me to pitch in like 2 hours out of 10 or more on that leg alone. Unfortunately for him, I'm not really good at staying between the lines, so me driving over rumble strips woke him up a few times. Oops. I'm pretty good about only crossing to the side of the road and not into other lanes, so that's a plus right?

We had plans to meet my former college roommate Sarah, who now lives in Portland for breakfast. Since we were ahead of schedule, we slept for like an hour and a half at a rest stop. Good stuff.

We got to Portland bright and early, only slightly ahead of schedule. Sarah, being Sarah, was not ready. She took us to this great little cafe for breakfast. I totally can't think of the name, but their food was really good. I had some more blueberry pancakes and hashbrowns. (Num num!) They also had really damn good cinnamon rolls. Our waitress was super nice and even got Adrian some chai tea, which isn't actually on the menu. The place had all kinds of interesting things on the wall. I really have to find a good breakfast place like that in Seattle. Breakfast is the best meal, I should make it for dinner more often.

It was great hanging out with Sarah again. It's so weird that we both ended up out in the Pacific Northwest. She seems to love it out here as much as I do. After our visit, she told me via email, "If I didn't know better, I'd have thought you two had been together for years. You seem to be able to enjoy each other's company--at least that's what I gathered in the short visit." It's always interesting to hear other's perspectives on that kind of thing. It can be hard to objectively view the relationship your in, so another perspective is usually helpful.

Beyond visiting Sarah, there was not much exciting about our trip. We finished off the Milano cookies with a big ol' quart of milk. (I have since realized the vast superiority of the Mint Milano, erg, Adrian's right again. I really think those things are laced with cocaine.) We made it into Seattle in time for me to change my clothes and catch a bus to my first day at work. Hold up, that's misleading. It wasn't a day at work. It was just a design review thing, starting at 4:30, complete with snacks and beverages. If my feet didn't keep cramping up and if I had slept more than an hour and a half straight the night before, it would have been pretty enjoyable.

So here ends my California trip with Adrian. We amazingly didn't fight once and I didn't even ever get that cranky. (Mostly because I made sure to have snacks... I get super cranky when I'm hungry.) Hopefully this trip is just the first of many adventures with Adrian.