Alright, so it’s time for a better update about Oregon.
Oregon was real nice, real green, very beautiful. It was sort of rainy while we were there, but I’m not one to be bothered by that. The flights there were fine, but it was funny, the plane that took us between Seattle and Portland was TINY, I was amused. There were a lot of houses that were two stories high, with a big attic that would count as a third, and full basements. It was wierd to me because I’m used to seeing a bunch of one and two story houses. The houses there were cheap too. Like, there were these new houses (the subdevelopments in which all the houses look the same….), that in southern california cost like $500,000 for the small ones… though I wouldn’t necessarily pick one of these houses to live in, it was crazy, in Oregon, the biggest models were like $240,000. Crazy stuff.
As far as the college visitation went… it went well. The campus is so gorgeous. The people are nice. I went to a non-verbal communications class, and it was very fun. If money was not an obstacle and the school wasn’t so far, I would definitely go to it. But in the end, going to visit the school didn’t help sway my decision to go there any more or less.
The other interesting part of the trip was travelling while sick. I got progressively worse each day, and the flights back home weren’t so great because the changing air pressure hurt my ears A LOT. Today was I was at my sickest point yet. I’ve been on chicken soup, jello, “arroz con leche,” cranberry juice, and LOTS of water the whole day. I feel a little better now in some aspects, but worse in others.
Oh oh oh. And I think my new piercing is rejecting. Which is really scaring me. I think my immune system is going crazy trying to fight off my flu, and it’s trying to get rid of this piercing too. I don’t want it to come down to it, but I’m about this [ ] close to taking it out. I probably should have done those sea salt soaks. I didn’t know what sea salt was though.
Sorry if I’m whiney, I just feel like crap. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll be better. And then I can go to It’s a Grind. Because I haven’t been since saturday and I am having serious withdrawls, I need to see some people there ASAP.

So we first landed in Seattle

And I got coffee. Because you know. Seattle. Yeah.

We hopped on a smaller plane and headed off to Portland.

And we got there.

We got a car. My dad decided to hop into the picture and take an emo shot.
“The rain keeps coming down; I can’t look up, but I’m getting out of this place soon.” Or something.

Looking out of a window at the school.

The school.

Yep.

A building…

My parents insisted that I take a cheesy shot.

My mom wanted in on the emo photo action.
The day after that we drove around,looked at places (most of the photos didn’t come out great), got on some planes and…

then we were home sweet home.
I just wish the three of us hadn’t been sick. It would have been more fun.
