|A typical day in Portland, according to Portlandia|
(still from the show)
1. People are outstanding. Even the panhandlers are polite. If you say something snarky or "east coast funny," the standard response is, "Man, I'm sorry you're dealing with all that negativity. I try not to dwell in that space. I truly hope your day gets better, friend." People aren't overly touchy-feely, as it seems that the entire town is composed of introverts. But they are really nice people. The meanest person I met in six days was a really high junkie who just yelled "Heeeeeyyyyyyyy!" at me when I walked past her hangout, in the shadow of a strip club. For a reality check, I live in Baltimore, where panhandlers will attack you with bricks if you look at them the wrong way or appear to be racist. But back to the story - in Portland, Oregon, everyone will let you borrow a cigarette. Everyone will give you directions. Everyone will tell you that they hope your day gets better, since they can tell you're from the east coast, which they equate with eternal unhappiness.
2. You already know it has great transit. Did you know the traffic sucks, though? Portland has approximately 93 major highway bridges into downtown. No matter what time of day it is, these bridges (the ones that hold cars) are full of stand-still traffic. Why? Where are all these Subarus going? Why are so many people driving to work at 1pm? Whoops...Eastern time....WAIT...why are all these people driving to work at 10am PACIFIC TIME? Anyway, just take the train. You can buy a 7-day pass for all transit for $26! Can you imagine this, east coasters? $26 is what you pay in one way tolls between New Jersey and New York City! Despite the extreme cheapness (i.e. well subsidized) and utility (in several routes, trains come every FOUR minutes!) of Portland transit, ridership is still pretty light, and auto traffic is still pretty bad.
3. Portland is a train town. A quick ride into town shows you endless junctions, shop yards, timber yards, cattle yards, and yards for anything else you can put on a train track. It makes a lot of sense, since Portland is a critical secondary port to Seattle. It just hadn't occurred to me that freight rail is so important.
4. Portland is not as close to the great outdoors as one might think. Many Portland visitor guides sport pictures of Mount Hood (possibly the most scary ass mountain I have ever seen). Problem is, it's a 90 minute drive just to the lower trails. Other PR pieces show guys catching fish in the "local" areas of the Columbia River (2-3 hours from Portland) and Deschutes River (3-4 hours from Portland). That's not local, in east coast terms. Also unhelpful is that most of the fishing guides are booked up at least a year in advance.
Now, my high school buddy Rob and I did tour around the Port of Portland, an area where decent outdoor access exists within perhaps a 40 minute drive of downtown. The scenery of that trip was a bit spoiled by the fact that the area was, I'm told, heavily utilized by the Green River Killer. In seven days, I didn't meet a Portlandian who was an angler, hunter, or paddler. And despite the hundreds of tourists and visitors I interacted with, I only met one person who intended to go outdoors during their week in town - he had booked a two hour rafting trip three hours from town. I tend to think that Portland could use some outdoor access planning and PR.
5. Portlandians care about where food comes from...but without the east coast attitude you'd get at a locavore bistro in Atlanta, DC, or NYC. From the absolutely ridiculous burgers and fresh fruit smoothies at Burgerville, to the well-sourced and explained Chinese fare from Seres, it's clear that people care about food. My friend Rob told me that Oregon state subsidies aggressively target farms in Oregon, Washington, and northern California to make sure the freshest food stays local. Again, though, Portlandians don't want to hit anyone over the head with it. They're proud of where their food comes from - and they should be. It was all amazing...and all without lectures about the industrio-military food production industry complex.
6. Okay, one more. The coffee. Now, beer is amazing in Portland. Or I should say "beer can be amazing in Portland." Many Portlandians drink really, really bad beer, which is a shame because some amazing breweries are in town. Amazing local beers are indeed available on tap at every bar (even hotel bars), but nobody really seems to care all that much. So, let's call it a wash on the beer culture.
But the coffee. Oh, the coffee. Like the beer, or like any town, there's McDonalds. And there's Denny's. So I'm sure if you want a cup of coffee that tastes like it was brewed through a sock, you can still get that. But unlike beer, Portland's coffee status quo was high and consistent everywhere. Baristas in the hotel lobbies. High end espresso inside the convention center. I had awesome coffee every day - coffee that in most cases was roasted locally. One of the two only establishments in Portland where I saw a line was indeed the famous Stumptown Coffee Roasters. Oh, the coffee.
There's a lot to see in Portland. Start with some of these ideas, and you'll be way ahead! Just don't harsh anybody's mellow.