For the past few years, I’ve been hearing a familiar adage about Portland, OR. Specifically, the idea that it’s where young people go to retire.
Mandy and I fell in love with the West Coast of the US during our trip to Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona. We had made plenty of trips up the East, through Savannah, Myrtle Beach, The Outer Banks, Pittsburgh, but we had never gone west. It was on a whim that we decided that it would be fun to going to go camping at the Grand Canyon, so we did. We filled up the trusty Yaris with supplies and set off on a 36 car trip through the US. Like any trip to a new place, it was mesmerizing. After living on the East for almost our entire lives, we began realizing there was a whole lot of the country that we had never seen before. Roads to be driven, sights to be seen, little diners to eat at. It was incredible. Without any real pre-planning, the trip went off without a hitch. Since then, like a couple of addicts, we’ve been reaching for a road trip to hit that same sort of spot. We honeymooned in California, even went back a second time for some sight-seeing, but seeing as California takes up most of the Western coast of the States, we’ve been trying to think of other fun places to visit or potentially move to.
After taking some online surveys (I know, don’t judge), Eugene, OR kept coming up as a place that fit us politically, financially, etc. Before that, we had always heard that same adage above, that it’s a college-y town with a hippie vibe and a cultural renaissance, so we thought to ourselves, why not take a trip? So we did.
Well, are going to. We’ve never been to Oregon, except for like, an hour on a road trip through California, but our next trip is going to take us through Oregon, with a side trip into Seattle, and then back to Oregon again. We’re gonna’ be sort of winging it, with a minimal amount of pre-planning and kind of throwing ourselves to the wind with the rest.
Who knows? Maybe we’ll end up retiring there.