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Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Portland, Oregon sucks but the countryside is beautiful



The view of the gorge was still great despite the smoke
I don't know who first said that you never get a second chance to make a first impression, but I was reminded of those wise words as I arrived for a short visit to August, to Portland, Oregon. For I got a terrible impression of that major US city, the minute I exited Lyft, for I found downtown dirty with numerous unkempt, apparently-homeless, mostly-white young people, either walking around or lying down the sidewalks. And this was not in some "ghetto" but right around 5th Avenue, where the Hilton hotel is located!
Vista house

Later, I walked around a bit and found a similar condition spread far and wide. I did try to think through the "dirty" aspect, by speculating that since it was a Sunday afternoon, maybe there had been a lot of recreational activities downtown, hence the garbage strewn all around. I was partially right, as by Monday afternoon when I returned to the city, the place was much cleaner but still dirtier than Seattle or Vancouver, Canada, which I had visited a few days before.

Maybe the incident on the train trip to Portland was an omen to me that things were not going to be too great once I got there, although the hotel was fine. For just around five miles outside of Portland, in the vicinity of Vancouver, Washington, the train came to an abrupt stop followed by an announcement from the engineer shortly after.

He said he could not tell us how long we would be unable to move, as the sheriff had been chasing a stolen car and it had crashed on the track, about 2 car lengths from our train. The good news, he said, was that the train did not hit the car, for if it did, we could be there overnight as it would have been an accident scene
Fortunately, since we didn't, we would only have to wait for a wrecker to remove the vehicle and an inspector to make sure the track wasn't damaged.

We were lucky therefore, to be able to get moving fifty minutes later!

Another observation I couldn't avoid about the city itself, was


the huge number of food carts, almost as many as one sees in Manhattan. Most of what I saw however, was promoting halaal dishes, so since I realized that this eliminated pork right away, I surely had no interest in sampling any!

To give Portland its due though, I found it to be one of the most pedestrian friendly big cities I have ever visited. The sidewalks were wide and attractively constructed out of some kind of red brick. Most traffic lights were unique too, in that pedestrians often do not have to press buttons to cross, as the walking lights just come on automatically.

Nice.

A view from the hills in the gorge

The waterfront walkway is also fabulous, like a breath of fresh air and I discovered it is the hangout for visitors and residents alike.  So I felt quite comfortable and refreshed until I saw the prominent graffiti promoting "Proud Boys," (a notorious neo-fascist group), so I made my exit.

Once I got outside of Portland however, it was an entirely different picture as the countryside is so lush and inviting, protectively surrounded by mountains.

This was the picture I got as we headed out to visit the fabulous Columbia River Gorge, just half an hour outside of Portland.
According to geologists, that gorge was created some 1400 years ago by glaciers which caused numerous mud flows and created some 300 tidal waves. But the peace and tranquility today, almost belie such a turbulent birth.

We deviated from the main road to go up to Vista House which celebrated its 100th anniversary in 2018.

This property which houses a museum, gift shop and rest stop, is just over 700 feet above the main highway. It is located at Crown Point, through which you travel via a narrow winding road in a temperate a rain forest. This area can get so severely windy at times, that our guide pointed out how most of the trees have no leaves or branches and some of the huge pines even have the side facing the breeze, permanently torn off.

From that property, you get the most comprehensive and breathtaking view of the Gorge below, and


although we went there while a wild fire was raging south of us and it clouded the view below somewhat, it was still awesome. This fire was producing so much smoke though, that the normally outstanding almost 13000-foot-tall Mount Adams volcano, was barely visible.... just an outline of a few sections.

Incidentally, almost half of the Columbia River gorge was destroyed in 2017, by a wild fire which had been set by kids playing with illegal fireworks. The fire burnt fiercely from July to September and was only completely doused when the weather changed and rains and snow started to fall. Even now, the burnt trees on the hillsides can be clearly seen, for they cannot be removed, lest they cause soil erosion and landslides in the area.

This has caused almost a half of the gorges parks to be still closed to the public.

The gorge is reputed to house around 200 waterfalls, many of which freeze up totally in the winter, we were informed. However, only six or seven are accessible by motor vehicle.

The thick forest that covers most of the gorge is home to mountain lions, bears and deer and I understand when the wild fire was out of control during 2017, many animals were killed and others strayed into populated areas as they lost their homes.

I visited three waterfalls, Multnomah, Wahkeena and Horse Tail Falls, after short hikes up well marked trails. I was however far more impressed with the view from the hills than the falls themselves, as most falls in Jamaica and Guyana, dwarf those I saw.

But as you begin to ascend each of these, the view becomes even more captivating. 

A section of Bonneville Dam


As far as I am concerned though, Columbia River Falls would be one of the most refreshing, tranquil and serene places on earth, had it not been for the hordes of tourists (including me and my party!) hiking and riding to, enjoy this great gift to the state of Oregon.

Another scenic area within the Colombia River gorge, is the scenic Bonneville Dam and Lock which is managed by the US engineering corp. It generates electricity for some half million households and security there is so tight that every vehicle is searched before being allowed to enter the area.

 During our visit, we could see Sea lions hanging around in the river, waiting to gobble up the salmon and other fish which are so prolific there. They have had to set traps for them, as each one can eat its body weight in a day and some grow as large as 1000 lbs we were informed!
 So, if they are not tightly controlled, I guess the world would suffer from a severe salmon shortage.
Sea lions visible underwater as they hunt fish
A large sea lion

I am happy I decided to take the out-of-town tour to the gorge on my short stay in Oregon, for the trip did minimize the disappointment I felt with the capital city, and has even inspired me to return one day to  and see a lot more of this apparently beautiful State.




Monday, September 2, 2013

A Swinging Hindu Wedding

I always considered Hindus conservative so  I never expected to have such a swinging time at Danraj's wedding. Everything was wonderful except I kept feeling a bit sad that his mom Karla did not live long enough to be there.

Danraj is the son of the late uncle Joe and Karla and he got married in Stanford, Connecticut to Anjana, who is from India but who has been living in the states for many years. She like he has her PhD and she is really a full of life person. 

I have been to Hindu weddings before but the difference here is that liquor flowed freely and the music was fantastic. The only place I have ever heard this version of Indian music is on the minibuses in Guyana as they tend to be operated by young Indian men who play modern, blaring music. This music seems to be a very lively mix between traditional Indian music with a Caribbean/pop beat, so there is no way you could sit down as it drags you to your feet. Just like dancehall and reggae. Just about everyone there was on the dance floor at the Italian Centre which was the venue. And the liquor was certainly talking for at one time as I went outside an Indian man approached me to congratulate me on the speech I had made. I never made a speech, it was my daughter Michele who was even in a sari while I wasn't so his eyes were really blurred!

Michele in a sari sits with Michelle and Madelyn
But as I said, the liquor was flowing so I made my blooper too, hugging a lady sitting beside Danraj and telling her congratulations. Only problem it was not his bride but what the heck, after several glasses of red wine, Indian ladies in saris all started to look alike!

Incidentally, I don't think I will be eating Indian food for some some and it is not because it was not delicious, but on or arrival in Stamford, we stopped at a restaurant with an  innocuous name for lunch,. only to find it was an Indian restaurant with a great buffet. Then there was Indian food at the reception and an Indian brunch put on by the bride's parents the next day so after three  consecutive Indian meals, I need a break!

A family photo at Lincoln's memorial in Stamford
Stamford is quiet and clean, no way as developed and bustling as Hartford but apparently the very rich live there as I have never seen so many Porches, convertible sports BMW's and Ferraris being driven on the streets downtown and that includes Manhattan.

Stanford is also literally just around the corner from Mt. Vernon where we stayed with Michelle...a mere 20 minutes drive on the I95.

 What I found interesting is that we had to pay toll on the same highway going up but not on  the way back. Strange indeed.

Danraj is such a wonderful person that people came from Jamaica, Atlanta, Colorado and many other far flung places to share the day with him.

Michele and family came from Colorado and we spent a great week together. I think we only quarreled once, a miracle indeed.

We took Madelyn to Central Park and  she really had a ball.  I had no idea it was so huge in the middle of Manhattan, 800 acres, the guide told us with everything brought in except the rocks!

Then we went lyming in Times Square  and thank heavens there were  no exhibitionists around this time.
 
The huge rocks are the only things which were not imported into Central Park
Actually, my  trip to 
New York this time challenged all the stereotypes that I had always had about that city since spending a few months there before escaping to Canada when we migrated many decades ago.

For the subways are now clean and I was alone at the bus stop at 10 pm one night and felt no fear. Then when I took the trolley at La Guardia and did  not have a metro card, the driver took me free. Then a young lady helped me with my suitcase without me even asking and a young man swiped his card to let me into the subway for $$2.00 when the fare is $2.50, when he saw I no metro card and there was no one selling there.

Hanging out in Times square
If someone had told me they had such pleasant experiences in New York I would have marveled.

The experience that knocked my breath away however was when we went to the beach ( ie. the cold, dirty Atlantic ocean which we went to visit, not to swim) in Stamford. Two young men were arguing nearby and using some M....F....and a man pointed to the baby and told them to stop using that language. Later as Michelle and I walked around, they came up and apologised for using that language near us! Absolutely amazing. 

Anyway I don't see myself going back up north for a long time as my grandson has now relocated near Tampa where he goes to university and I don't know of anyone else getting married or any other important function up that way soon.

For more photos, see https://www.facebook.com/gratestj/media_set?set=a.10151881714136823.1073741837.763366822&type=1

Shadrach on the grounds of St. Leo's in Florida