We know that it rains in Oregon. That’s, like, part of the definition of Oregon, right? It rains. And supposedly, it rains from any-day-now until…June? July? Most of the year, anyway. We headed out this way fully expecting to deal with a week of rain, and yeah, our first full day here (Sunday) was mostly rainy, but Monday was perfect. It’s like Oregon is trying to convince us to move here, too.
I mean, who could resist this?
Dad
Who, indeed? And gigs, too!
Dad
Uh, tsunamis?
Not Dad
And this: http://www.cnn.com/2015/10/30/health/oregon-teen-has-plague/
(Not that we’re trying to discourage you from moving all the way across the freakin’ country from us…)
Zannah
Dude, that’s what planes are for. But let’s stay away from Patient Zero.