SF to PDX or Bust!

So, I think it’s about time to start adding in casual, unprocessed photos to this year’s TDM pages! I want this blog to not only be an artistic capture of the year to share in a pretty, professional way, but also serve as a photo-journal of antics that I can look back on later and remember all the details and in between moments. With that, this next post is actually supposed to chronologically be before the previous one. But, alas, here it is in all it’s raw glory.

Originally, I had anticipated hitting up Denver & the Colorado cities for the fall. Then when I realized that my dear friends Bridget and Randy were getting married in Portland on August 10th, I changed courses and decided to drive from SF to PDX, and then from there explore the Pac North West. (Sorry Denver, I know you were anticipating my arrival with bated breath) Life has such a beautiful way of swinging us around to our destiny when we need direction.

My dearest ginger, Justin said he would join me on the road trip up the state. We stopped half way in a town I don’t remember, but the Airbnb was UhMazing and we found the quaintest little restaurant on the river by accident where we soaked in every moment of being alive and on an adventure together. Once we reached Portland, we met up with our old best roommate ever, Amy, and brunched and shopped like the best of ‘em! The wedding was one of the best I have ever attended—full of pure love, joy, and dancing! (Oh! The dancing!!) What a wonderful induction to the state that I would soon call home…

Beware. After a night of incredible fun, you could end up with a supersized bloody mary in your hand, a useless paper straw, and a hairstyle by Woody Woodpecker!