Portland

When Russell said he'd organised a transfer for the wedding eight to McCarran Airport, we had no idea it would be equipped with disco lights, vodka, ice and a pole but we went with it anyway – that's our style!

Arriving with Rosey still having time for last minute clothes shopping and Burger King breakfasts for most of us, we were soon boarding our Alaska Airlines flight to Portland, Oregon.

After a pleasant enough flight and then some minor issues with public transport technology we were soon on the light rail bound for downtown Portland. Spying a pedicure business directly adjacent to the hotel was a godsend and three of us booked in straight away.

Jordan, Barney and Kym (Sam's mates from Oz) met us for dinner and had done their research on local brewpubs, choosing Deschutes for an Aussie rendezvous which was great fun.

After a succession of rental car dramas the next morning (which involved half of us stuck in the Alamo office at the airport and the other half in Maccas at Wood Village for several hours), we were finally en route to Bend at about 3pm. Three weary carloads turned into the quaint Holiday Motel Inn at Bend in time for dinner with the boys who had staked out a spot at local brewpub, Crux, known for its sunset mountain views and corn hole tournaments!

The highlight though was the cab ride home with the lovely Karla who was happy to pack eight of us into her (maybe?) seven seater and rap for us on the way home….

Tomorrow, on to Baker City – the scene of the big event!

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