Portland Airport

Ah, PDX.  I sat down for a Laurelwood IPA before heading to the terminal, where two men were vehemently arguing.  I decided to move down past the shaking heads of onlookers to the other side of the terminal, and sit down.  Here I join up with half a dozen of other art students taking the same flight to York (the new one).

I have the exquisite pleasure of sitting next to one of the guys who was arguing in the terminal, who holds up his argumentative steez throughout the flight.  Super great!