On Tuesday morning, we hit Powell’s one more time, then packed up our stuff and walked to the nearest MAX stop. I lost a wheel on my luggage with the heavy art supplies, but between the two of us we managed. We took the MAX all the way to Hillsboro, where we caught a bus to Forest Grove. Had it not been for the broken wheel, it would have been easy. I won’t mind taking public transport again to this conference, but I will buy a heavy duty wheeled carry-on bag before my next trip.
We both are in love with Forest Grove, Oregon. I long to live there. The weather was almost perfect, temperature wise, anyway. That was a relief since the last two visits were during awful heat waves.
^^^Front of our AirBNB
^^^Angel and daisies
^^^Yummy black raspberries for free munching
^^^Chickens and guineas
^^^View of our apartment and balcony from the trail
^^^Sign that convinced me to not walk on the trail
^^^I like the color scheme of this historic house
^^^Gorgeous flowers and gardens on our walks from our B&B to Pacific University.
slowly she turned 