Travelogue: Portland, at last

Yes. I made it! With Rosie back in action, after zipping through the skinny of Idaho and the barren nothingness that is the southeastern corner of Washington, last night I made to eastern Oregon. Just on the border, on the Columbia River, I stayed in the worst motel I've ever been in, in probably the creepiest decrepit little town I've ever seen: Umatilla, But at least I made it to the right state.

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