Just as the voyage to Portland benefits from the time zone change, the trip home suffers from it. We left Oregon at 12:45 am, and arrived home at 12:45 pm the next day. On the positive side, we got to enjoy the entire day in Portland before heading to the airport. On the negative side, I was deliriously tired by the time we got home.
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Sweater, thrifted; dress (worn as shirt), thrifted; jeans, thrifted; necklace, earrings, and bracelet, handmade by me.
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Thanks to Stephen's frequent flying, we got upgraded to first class on the first leg of the trip. I felt like I shouldn't go to sleep lest I miss some exciting first class thing. I had first class wine and first class Sun Chips. Very classy.
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We barely escaped our layover in Minneapolis. Many flights after ours were canceled due to heavy snow. That was the first time I've seen snow like that in a couple of years. Seeing it reminded me that I don't miss it a bit.
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Even though I love travel, I was glad to be back home. There's no place like home.
Sweater, thrifted; dress (worn as shirt), thrifted; jeans, thrifted; necklace, earrings, and bracelet, handmade by me.
Thanks to Stephen's frequent flying, we got upgraded to first class on the first leg of the trip. I felt like I shouldn't go to sleep lest I miss some exciting first class thing. I had first class wine and first class Sun Chips. Very classy.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXD2kaDZjmUIuIBbXjsKXDwINOatYSpt090QbYhCTfLlhyoTKPXmeRZc_IVu_euHx9Rp0aq1FhpoWiVIk7H0yMKiwctKVPWeDY5TMRvtPoJ7bEzpYSHCKvB-o0z7wJf8vYpr8rrl6pfs4/s400/2013-03-05_01-30-55_803.jpg)
We barely escaped our layover in Minneapolis. Many flights after ours were canceled due to heavy snow. That was the first time I've seen snow like that in a couple of years. Seeing it reminded me that I don't miss it a bit.
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRZ6xqJwuLKt52_BNl-5atMmHASCw8FPHIw4UvyIzQ2MPnXkNCU1oq4Nu6_gzGP5OaRnqm0VqcWiZuG1TJHIg7dijYhssxHjJmY4j1e3Dl6Fd_Kg_NrlTr5xL8SEmAioqB7786VULumaE/s400/2013-03-05_12-43-25_869.jpg)
Even though I love travel, I was glad to be back home. There's no place like home.
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