Wet Feet and a Doughnut

Today I decided to get out and have a look around Portland. The rain had mostly cleared and it was starting to shape up like an OK day. I ventured out with one main goal: to get a doughnut from Voodoo Doughnuts. Unfortunately I left the hotel and went in the opposite direction to where I was meant to go but that was OK as it was a pretty nice day for a walk.

Unfortunately when I was halfway across the bridge I saw a nasty cloud coming over the hills. I was kinda committed as I was a fairly long way from the hotel room and I had my soft shell on so I decided to carry on. Bad move. It was the most horrendous weather I've ever been struck by. The rain was so thick and hard that it drenched me in about 3 seconds. The rain came through my zip and drenched me from the inside out. The rain also somehow got inside my shoes and saturated my feet too (I always thought my brown leather shoes were pretty waterproof). Then it started hailing. Holy crap it was ridiculous. It was all over in about 4 minutes. I thought about going back to the hotel but I was nearly at Voodoo by now so I just squelched on.

It was totally worth it, I got this guy:

That is a pretzel sticking out of his heart. He was damn tasty. From there I just carried on and wandered down by the river. The day actually came out nice again:

When I got back to the hotel Jesse and I went for a quick run over some bridges and along the river for about 30 min. The pace was pretty quick and I was reminded again how un-fit I am. Lame.

For dinner we met Jess at a place called "Ringside". It cost about a million dollars but I think it was worth it. The service was amazing and the food was delicious. I had something called a silk chocolate cake or something and after my 10 oz steak it almost killed me. After dinner we went in search of a bar to have couple of drinks and it was raining again. Somehow my black leather shoes are not water proof either and so I got a second set of wet feet for the day. This does not bode well for Canadia...