Portland’s Saturday Market Again

I’ve learned to ignore the facts does not change the facts.

Why does it always seem that when you have nothing going on you really have nothing going on? Then, why is it when something is happening, everything is happening?

Every year my mother’s side of the family has a reunion in Port Angeles.  This year was no exception and I fully expected to attend.  However, it just seemed everything else was going on that weekend.  It just wasn’t going to be possible.  At that point we had to start prioritizing.

To begin with that same weekend and 200 miles south was Justin’s going away party (previously posted).  We also had Tammi arriving the day after.  These are the things we chose to do.  That also meant that we had a day in the middle free.  What did we do?  We went to the Saturday Market on the waterfront in downtown Portland.  This is what Jerry and Janice wanted to do so we went with them .... or, they went with us.

The Saturday Market is huge.  It’s loaded with street entertainment, lots of crafty things and food.  Amazingly enough, no one bought anything.  There were a few items that caught our attention but nothing enough to warrant getting out those wallets. 

We did stand in line at Voodoo Donuts for a few minutes.  It was only for a few minutes after we figured out that the line for donuts was well over an hour long.  No donut is that important to me!!

Instead of waiting there any longer we walked right down the street to Dan and Louis’ Oyster Bar.   Guess what Terry had?  You’re right.  It was oyster stew … again.

This place has been in the same location for years.  It’s a unique seafood restaurant where my folks used to take out of town guests for a meal.

 

It was back to the Kelso Elks RV park after that.  The following morning the Hyders were heading north and we were staying put for a few more days.


--  August 6th