My brother and his girlfriend Michayla live out in Portland, and we recently were lucky enough to visit them for a long weekend. It was our first trip together with our significant others and no parents, and we had a great time. Patrick and my brother are two peas in a pod, and Michayla is amazing. We’re so lucky! Since I was basically in vegan heaven for four days straight, I wanted to share the highlights of our trip with y’all.
Thursday, I did our red-eye flight all wrong. ALL WRONG Y’ALL. First of all, we were delayed for two hours on the runway due to lightening, which meant our five-hour flight became a seven hour flight. Second, I didn’t bring noise-cancelling headphones/earplugs and the woman behind me talked the.entire.flight. Third, I chose a window seat, chugged a bunch of water, and then desperately tried not to wet my pants while the aisle and middle-seat guys snored away happily. Snored, y’all. I finally had to wake them up around 2am, and let’s just say they weren’t thrilled with me. I wasn’t thrilled about much at that point either. Did I mention I didn’t sleep a wink?
Friday was a relaxed day of exploring, since Patrick hadn’t ever been to Portland before. We grabbed lunch at a pub, strolled, and went to my favorite bookstore on the planet, Powell’s. It’s a new + used bookstore that’s about as big as three Barnes and Nobles put together, and I could spend days in there if people would let me. (They didn’t.)
Friday night we went to see a live show of my favorite podcast, Bitch Sesh. If you are a Real Housewives/Southern Charm/Bravo fan, get thee to your podcast app and subscribe now. It’s the best thing ever.
I laughed SO hard, and it was amazing to see the ladies that I listen to every week through headphones be live and on stage in front of me. Very cool.
Saturday was a gorgeous day (as most summer days are in Oregon), so we strolled over to the International Rose Test Garden in the morning.
These roses (called Peace and Love roses) are particularly special because some of my Gdaddy’s ashes are scattered under them. Jack and a I took a few pictures to send to my dad:
We were hungry after all that strollin’, so we hiked over to a vegan BBQ (yep!) restaurant where I had one of my favorite meals ever, the Macnocheeto burrito. Exactly what it sounds like: vegan mac n’ cheese + BBQ wrapped up in a tortilla. Heaven. (Also: I could only eat half of it.) There was also a vegan cheese shop next door. If I lived in Portland I would be morbidly obese due to all of the ridiculously good vegan food offered everywhere.
Saturday afternoon/night, Jack and Michayla took us on an awesome self-guided brewery tour. We went to 4-5 places, had a beer or two at each, and played board games and corn hole. Craft beer + quality time = my idea of fun.
Sunday was so chill I don’t have many pictures. We were pretty tired from all of our adventures Saturday, so we brunched at Gravy, hit another used bookstore, and Michayla and I strolled and shopped while the boys watched sports. I loved it.
Monday was our last day (we were catching the red-eye at 11:15 that night) but one of our best. Jack kindly offered to chauffeur us to wineries close to Portland, which I’ve been dying to go to for awhile.
First stop before winteries: Blossoming Lotus, a well-known vegan restaurant in PDX.
Then, off to the wineries! First stop, Rex Hill Vineyards. I can see why this winery thing is so popular. People pouring you wine as you get a gorgeous view? I could get used to that.
Our second stop, Stoller Family Estate, was my favorite. First of all, that view:
Also, their rosé was amazing. Amazing. We had planned on going to a third place, but it was so gorgeous there we each chose a favorite from our tasting and enjoyed that view with another glass of vino. The best.
After that, it was time to head back and get to the airport. I was MUCH smarter on the red-eye back: I changed to an aisle seat in an exit row, so I had plenty of leg room. I took some ZZZQuil, which didn’t knock me out but helped me nap a bit. And I got myself some earplugs for a little quiet time.
I’m always sad to leave my family, especially since they’re so far away. The four of us get along so well and it was fun to have a sibling trip now that we’re grown up and have signifiant others. I’m the luckiest to have a brother who I’d be friends with if we weren’t related, and you better believe I don’t take it for granted.
On the flip side, after all of that beer, wine, and vegan burritos, I need to do another juice cleanse. Woof. Off to the gym for me!