Chris and I finished our time in California with his sister Alice and her husband Cory. We were treated like royalty. They gave us their hip loft, which I told Alice was like sleeping in a boutique hotel, and then wined (literally) and dined us for our entire stay.
Cory works in the wine business which meant we got to see great wineries hidden in the recesses of Napa and Sonoma. Saturday was the loveliest of the days, sunny and warm, everything Portland has not been this spring, so I especially relished it.
Our day of tasting ended with a lovely dinner at a cafe in wine country. The next morning went out for coffee and then Indian food at a wonderful cafeteria like place. The menu, which I saved but cannot find now, delighted us with stories of a childhood in India but failed to describe the dishes being offered. We ordered well despite this.
Chris and I flew out of sunny San Francisco and landed in dismal North Bend, Oregon. We were literally the only ones in this tiny airport for several hours of our 4 hour layover. Four hours in nowhere, cold rainy nowhere, is a looooong time…. I ordered a pizza and thank God one was delivered. I get a little angry when I’m hungry.
We’re home now,and weeks later I finally caught up and posted the news of our adventure.