With a brief stop at Powell's (claiming to be the largest new & used bookstore in the world) second store, I then wandered in to the main store. This one takes up a whole block & four storeys - once I read that we had to runaway ("Runaway! Runaway!") or else the whole day would have been wasted. It was a very pleasant walk around Nob Hill & all the nice old houses before we wandered up the hill to Washington Park. After a sobering time at the simple, poignant & effective Oregon Holocaust Memorial it was a short walk up to the International Rose Test Garden. Portland, as the Rose City, does have a mighty impressive lot of roses. Never have I seen a rose garden so large & so well visited - there were people everywhere. Another very nice place to sit down & eat our wraps for lunch.
A bit more wandering, ridng the streetcars, checking out the riverside (they sure like bridges here - there were well too many crossing the river) & we ended up looking up at Portlandia. She's the second biggest statue (of the kind) in the country.
|She's also up on the second or third floor, so bigger than she looks here.|
We were exhausted from pounding all those pavements ('sidewalks' isn't quite as alliterative) & the Max train was packed most of the way back out east. We had our usual dose of crazies on American public transport & a rather disturbing whitetrash domestic.