Leaving Mt Saint Helens we headed for Portland Oregon and back to civilization. Portland is also a stones throw away from Norman's birthplace. This gave Karen a chance to meet up with Carol , Normans breeder, and have a little family reunion. Karen and kaylee got an opportunity to take Norman herding with Carol and her dogs, Tessa and Demi. Bryson and I took advantage of this down time with some "male bonding" time, also know as lounging around the house!When the girls got home it was easy to see they had a great time and Norman was a filthy mess and ready for some much needed rest. That evening we met Carol for dinner at a local brewery which had outstanding food, especially the dessert! The next day we met up for a play date with the kids and an old childhood friend of Karen's, named Keri, at a local indoor coffee playhouse. The kids played for hours and Karen and Kerry reminisced about old times. I on the other hand took advantage of some free WIFI with good signal strength! The following few days were spent in and around the Portland area checking out some of the local seafood restaurants on the coast. We took Norman out to see the sights and as usual he get swarmed with people asking about him. This time we were prepared with business cards Karen had printed up! We went through about 30 cards in an hour! We even ate a place called Slappy's. This is a do it yourself pancake house where they bring you the batter and the kids can cook their own pancakes on a griddle in the middle of your table. The kids thought this was the greatest but I on the other hand know how much money is in pancake batter and paying $8.00 for a small ketchup squirter sized bottle was a little much. Oh well the kids had fun with it! Besides the high priced pancake batter I also got to encounter some of the free spirited northwestern style, that I call "crunchy". Our waitress, who was very polite and prompt, obviously felt that arm pit hair and zero deodorant was her way of living free spirited. I on the other hand didn't see it that way. I felt like "I'm paying $8.00 a bottle for pancake batter and my waitress needs a shave and a bath! Now I know what my Dad means by "Different strokes for different folks"! Oh well, south to Florence for our next spot on the beach and another show for Karen and Norman!
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