Laurelhurst Park is located half a mile east of my apartment. 30 acres of towering old trees provide a stark contrast to my previous backyard at Cheesman Park. Though hillier than Denver, Portland sits at a significantly lower elevation (I still get winded on jogs and steep hikes).
The late-summer weather has been ideal--70s and mostly sunny (cooler than what I'm used to, but a welcomed change nonetheless). I am repeatedly warned, however, of the inevitable winter gloom.
The vegan scene is a dream come true. In fact, Portland is home to the world's first vegan mini strip mall! My first night in the town, my college friend, Kyle, and I split a delicious thai pizza at Pizzicato. My first attempt to find community was a vegan wine and cheese happy hour, where I met a handful of vibrant, young vegan ladies.
Lake Oswego is a wealthy community 20 minutes southwest of town. My aunt Judy, who lives "across the river" in Vancouver, WA, invited me to the weekly farmer's market where she demos nutrient dense nut butters from Nut-Tritious Foods. Farmer's markets are abundant in Portland. It was wonderful to reunite with family, and to stock my kitchen with fresh, local produce. As an added bonus, the entertainment that day starred a captivating performance by a local flamenco group (throwback to my Spanish roots)!
Finally, with regards to the job front, I've had several interviews with no success yet. It was a risky decision to relocate without a job--and undoubtedly stressful to be presently unemployed--but I luckily saved up enough to "weather the storm" as I continue to network and seek alternate forms of income. For now, I remain hopeful that things will work out.
As I explained in The Adopted Coloradan, I left Denver in search of a change of pace. That begs the questions, then, of, "Why Portland?" The answer is baked into a combination of factors: the culture, the food and drink scene, the ocean, the opportunity to explore the West Coast... but most importantly, a mysterious but meaningful intuition of being drawn here. So with that, Elena Rose has taken the leap to find her way through The City of Roses.
Finally, with regards to the job front, I've had several interviews with no success yet. It was a risky decision to relocate without a job--and undoubtedly stressful to be presently unemployed--but I luckily saved up enough to "weather the storm" as I continue to network and seek alternate forms of income. For now, I remain hopeful that things will work out.
As I explained in The Adopted Coloradan, I left Denver in search of a change of pace. That begs the questions, then, of, "Why Portland?" The answer is baked into a combination of factors: the culture, the food and drink scene, the ocean, the opportunity to explore the West Coast... but most importantly, a mysterious but meaningful intuition of being drawn here. So with that, Elena Rose has taken the leap to find her way through The City of Roses.