"What is the city but the people?" ( ~William Shakespeare)

I’ve spent the last few days in another beautiful city: Portland, Oregon, where I’m staying downtown at the Governor’s Hotel. I had to attend an event here on Saturday, and have been enjoying the beautiful architecture of this building.

The art deco touches and tall columned halls and meeting rooms are elegant and lovely. Ceilings are amazingly ornate, soaring over 20 feet high.

Built in 1909, this hotel was painstakingly restored over the years to modernize its interior, and it’s a city landmark.

Friday night, I expected to get a much-deserved rest, and I laid my weary head upon a soft pillow, only to be awakened at 4am, to yet another fire alarm in less than a month’s time, where we once again had to evacuate the building—this time in the pouring rain! Strange, n’est ce pas!?

Off to Seattle…see you all soon! (Let's hope for quiet nights!)

In the morning the city
Spreads its wings
Making a song
In stone that sings.

In the evening the city
Goes to bed
Hanging lights
About its head.
( - Langston Hughes)