It was one of those moments that I will treasure. We were biking back from the St John's Bridge as another thunderstorm rolled upon us. Thunder, lightning, wind, and then rain. Lots and lot of rain. I've never felt like I have biked through solid water before today. We were in northwest Portland and we tried to keep going but had to stop and I found an awning in front of a closed store. We were cold and wet and overwhelmed by the weather but we had each other. It was one of those things I would dream about as I watched an afternoon full of soap operas when I was a kid. Sigh.
What else?
On a side note, we stopped at Proper Eats for most kick-ass Tempeh Reuben ever.
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