Our honeymoon to the Pacific Northwest, Part Three
After our hike through Portland we had some mediocre Indian food for dinner and checked out the very impressive Powell’s Books. The next morning we had breakfast at a Portland staple: Voodoo Doughnut. I’m a very boring man and only got a couple of cake doughnuts, but Courtney got a Voodoo Doll and an Old Dirty Bastard.
Voodoo Doll: Raised yeast doughnut filled with raspberry jelly topped with chocolate frosting and a pretzel stake
Old Dirty Bastard: Raised yeast doughnut with chocolate frosting, Oreo’s and peanut butter
Next up was a stop at Por Que No, a (very) small taqueria. Their homemade tacos and salsa were extremely tasty and we’d recommend a trip to anyone who doesn’t mind being crowded.
It got pretty cozy after a while
We went to the post office on the way out of Portland to mail ourselves home some laundry and then it was up I-5 to Seattle. We ditched the rental car at the airport and took public transit to our hotel at 9th and Pike.
Right about here we got a little lazy with the chronology of picture taking but I’ll list the highlights 
In our entire trip to the Pacific Northwest we only got sushi once at I Love Sushi in Seattle…
We went to the Seattle Public Library…
Events that take place in this gallery are hard to find and have terrible support
On the fourth floor overlooking the third floor atrium
Top floor looking out over the street below
Top floor looking out over the same atrium pictured above
We flew to San Francisco where we stayed at the Hotel Triton just outside of Chinatown…
The room was small but rather cute and done up entirely with bamboo wood
Located very close to Chinatown
The hotel staff brought us champagne and chocolates for our honeymoon. The names are a result of Courtney making the reservations months before the wedding with her maiden name
We went to the Museum of Modern Art which has “Personal Values” by Rene Magritte…
On the last day of our honeymoon we ate clam chowder in a sourdough bread bowl for lunch, took the rail lines to the Pacific shoreline just to have a look…
…and then flew home that afternoon.
Somewhere between San Francisco and Kansas City, probably not Kansas or Nebraska
Next up: the terrible things my terrible coworkers did while I was gone!
