Like a drifter, I was born to walk alone

As much as I love being around my friends and family, there is just something inside of me that craves being alone. And I almost never get to indulge. But last week I traveled to Portland for four whole days without really telling too many people. I needed to be alone. My first afternoon there I was stopped by a Green Peace-er. He asked me what I was doing in Portland and I told him I came to be alone. He thought I said, "to get a loan" and then asked why I couldn't get a loan where I was from. Apparently it's odd to want to be alone, especially on vacation.

But, I have to tell you, it was one of the most relaxing weekends ever. I spent the majority of the time wandering around neighborhoods, taking pictures, enjoying the cold weather and the fallen leaves, sitting in coffee shops to people watch and read a couple of books. I had no schedule, no computer, and my boss only called once. It was great!

A few snowflakes even floated around on my last morning there... it was the perfect end to my weekend!