The Rt. 70 bus to NE Sandy, and up Sandy for several blocks until the Rt. 12 bus caught up: catching-up shopping at Cosmic Monkey Comics; walking back down Sandy to the nearest library for computer use; walking for, I think, my first time past the traffic circle at NE 39th and Glisan, where the Joan of Arc statue is (I think I've always just gone through in vehicles before); browsing and a few bucks' worth of shopping at Music Millennium; cutting through Lone Fir Pioneer Cemetery for the first time; and finally having a small and satisfying dinner at Noho's Hawaiian Cafe at SE 26th and Clinton. Dinner was saimin (a Japanese noodle soup with sweet pork) and a side of kim chee: a small, cool and bite-you-back-a-bit spicy cabbage bowl.
I'm proud that once I got off the #12 bus, I walked the rest of the way. I've been doing big walks like that at least once a weekend since, well, a lot of weekends ago. I've gotten to go through neighborhoods, often very cute ones, that I've never seen before. I could insert my usual Portland gushing here, but I guess it's implied.
Oh, I should mention I was plenty sunblocked, with a ballcap. I knew I'd be out for a while in warm, sunny weather, and my perfect-for-Gothness paleness wanted to stay pale and not, y'know, burnt into jerky.
And that was a good chunk of my weekend.
