Not Just a Place

Portland, Oregon is not just a place to hang your fedora; it’s not just a place to ride or bike or Vespa, over the bridges, to work at a consignment shop, coffee shop, restaurant, or Intel; it’s not just a place to walk your dog, your pot-bellied pig, your ferret, through the wonder of downtown Portland, through the majesty of nature, past the frisbee throwers, the human statues, the activists, the street musicians; it’s not just a  place to admire state of the art technology, to enjoy fine dining, to enjoy and admire art at the numerous art galleries and the Portland Art Museum; it’s not just a place to go to the zoo to watch a concert or check out a giraffe giving birth, or admire the ugly beauty of the warthog; it’s not just a place to live in a  giant Portland style home off of Hawthorne, or a waterfront condo with a view downtown, or a ranch style house on some land with a picket fence, and maybe some dogs (ubiquitous around here), goats, chickens; it’s not just a  place to meet with local farmers and artisans and vendors at any of the many weekend markets around here during the summer months; it’s not just a  place for fresh, organic and locally sourced fruits, veggies, pastas, beer; it’s not just a place to spend your weekend hiking, skiing, bike riding, mountain climbing, beach combing, geocaching, fishing, rafting; it’s not just a  place to catch a play or a book signing, a Trail Blazers, Timbers of Hops game, or your favorite local or national band; it’s not just a place where you can enjoy a good beer and a good conversation about that beer while sitting at a table front watching joggers, kids, and bikes stroll by; it’s not just a place to experience all four seasons, from the warmest and clearest of summer days to the cold, wet, rain, snow and wind of winter time, the brunt oranges and yellows of autumn, the pink blossoms of the Spring; it’s not just a place to stop and smell the roses or pay tribute to the fallen at the Vietnam memorial; it’s not just a place to earn a fantastic education at all levels, or to go to college, or live, work, raise a family, and be buried here, where even our cemeteries have views; it’s not just a place to experience friendliness and quirkiness and nature and love and diversity. Yes. It’s all those things. But, really, Portland, Oregon is a lifestyle.

It’s a place to call home.

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