The striped building on the right where my Dad used to work, programming for Virginia Mason. It felt a little like he was sending me off too.
The weather heading toward Portland was fickle, to say the least: I passed through the transition of rain and sunshine, rain and sunshine more times than I can remember.... just to keep things interesting.
Crossing the Columbia River to Portland, Oregon.
A huge thanks again to everyone who helped get me on the road and get started on this US Book & Tango Tour adventure!