keep portland weird

Oh my god, five days without the interwebs. I was starting to feel like I was back in Africa.

Peter is on the road with kids to visit his dad in Mt Shasta. I am bien installée at the Tea Zone. We adore our condo on the Park blocks in downtown Portland–thank you Rajesh and Kshama! It’s lovely! Drizzle-y here this evening in the most atmospheric way, there is a candle burning on my table, and I’ve ordered a pot of Vanilla Bourbon Red African Roos tea, recommended by Peter’s nephew Peter. I’ll be living here at the Tea Zone with their free wee-fee, (as we say in Niger) for the next two weeks. I don’t have a phone, but now you know where to find me.

I’m off to answer my email!

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3 responses to “keep portland weird”

  1. s. Avatar
    s.

    Ohh lordyLord, how I’d love to be there as well! They do a devine night time tea there — the name escapes me at the moment, but if you were to ask, they’d hook you up. Makes ya sleep sO darn well!
    Anyway, thinking of you, and home on this Sunday evening from NYC.
    Wishing you enjoyable time at Powells/Tea Zone…
    XO
    S.

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  2. MamaLana Avatar
    MamaLana

    Maybe S. is speaking of Chamomile Tea? Or Manzanilla, in Espanish? Hope you’re having a really nice time with wee-fee! Smooches.

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  3. Mom Avatar
    Mom

    Sure wish I was there enjoying a great cup of tee with you.
    Have fun!
    Love, Mom

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