I had a practical reason — turns out the new issues of the Portland Mercury still arrive in downtown Wednesdays, just every other Wednesday now, though lately my part of SE hasn't been getting them until Thursdays, so I WANTED A PAPER AND I GOT ONE — but I also kind of went sightseeing. I was a sightseer. I sightseed. Wait, that word doesn't look right. On SW Fourth, on SW Second, then down to the Waterfront, where I dodged bicycles and watched seagulls stare at me.
Plenty of things have changed lately. Demolitions, at least one restaurant I went to semi-regularly at the last job now being closed, construction. The new county courthouse building is rising up near the west end of the Hawthorne Bridge; and I looked across the river to the Centeal Eastside where the cores for what looked like two new tall buildings are going up. I'd completely missed those before today.
Portland feels a bit more Seen now, after that trip.