I woke up this morning around 4:20am. I didn’t sleep well last night. I am always like this before I fly, I just get nervous or something. So I got up, turned off my alarm, got my things together and headed out. I caught the Metro-Link in Fairview at 5:48am. It took a whole hour to get to the airport. That really surprises me, but oh well. I met up with Chris at the gate and after a little while, we were under way.
The flight to Chicago was the worst, not because anything happened, but because I had been so nervous. When we got to O’hare, we walked around a bit, and then decided to grab some breakfast at Macaroni Grill. I ordered the French Toast, but my nerves weren’t helping me get it down any. After breakfast, we started walking back to our gate. We got there, and I was about to go use the restroom, and Chris wanted to look out the window, when I heard, “Last boarding call for Portland.” The last boarding ended up being about 20 minutes early. I didn’t know that could happen. The flight from Chicago to Portland was a lot easier, my nerves were settling down. Around 4 hrs later we arrived in Portland.
The airport in Portland is a lot nicer than the STL airport; its also a lot bigger. We probably walked a mile just to get our bags. Then Chris needed to go check on a rental care he wants for later in the week. After that, we hopped the Red Line from the airport to the center of Portland where are hotel is at.
When I first found out that this thing was going to be at the Hilton, I was all gung-ho about it….but as with all other “luxuary” hotels I’ve stayed at, I am kind of dissappointed. I guess when you hear a name like Hilton, you expect your room to be above and beyond that of a normal hotel room, but this is probably the most basic room I have ever been in. 2 beds, a tv, a tiny bathroom, and a closet. Hell, every Drury Inn room has a fridge, why doesn’t Hilton?
After checking into the oh so not very swanky hotel, we wandered aimlessly around downtown for a minute before finding a hole in the wall pizza place to eat at. It was pretty good pizza. Chris wanted to go check out a toy store, but they were about to close, so I guess we’ll check it out tomorrow.
Straight up, next level bullshit. 
