Sophia and I agreed on a quick little roadtrip and decided to stop off at both Portland and Seattle, where either one or both of us had friends we could stay with and people we wanted to see. Our first stop in Portland was Mike, a guy I've known since my college days out in Ohio. He was such a perfect host, packing in a whirlwind of eating, drinking, and sightseeing of roses and waterfalls within a day and halfs worth of time. We then got transferred over to Naomi, a high school classmate, who hooked us up with our room in her brand new townhouse. Ditching them a day later to head north to Seattle, we met up with Soaf's UW med school classmates, and also just happened to catch the Bite of Seattle festival while we were there. 
It was such a short, fun, happy, radio pop filled time. We got to meet everyone else's best friends, boyfriends, husbands, babies, fiances, and roomates, and remembered why we're still friends in the first place.
Then we drove back down. All that in less than a week. Oh, and a stupid speeding ticket in Corning, California. The cop didn't believe that we were just "following the flow of traffic". Whatever.
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