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 In Portland before I left for Seattle, I did manage to head out to a nice spot, McTarnahan’s, which is located on 31st in an industrial district. Real swank, but you don’t have to dress the part. Outdoor seating, like a lot of my favorite places in Portland. This was a lot like my experience at Rock Bottom. I think that what I ordered wasn’t quite the right choice, and next time that I return, it will be better. I ordered the Poblano Chicken, which came with black beans and rice.

Saturday, we went to the farmer’s market located at Portland State. It was a bit unique because they were holding their summer commencment ceremony at the same time, at the same place. So they moved the market about a block over. I have some pictures from Portland but I want to get a few more this week, and then I’ll try to post them, or at the least, email them to some, and you can pass them on to others(I forgot to take them in Seattle, but I’ll be back, so no worries). The market is a great place for breakfast, either at one of the stands, or just by sampling everything. Next time I go, I’ll get some better pictures so you have an idea of what’s it is like.

The last few hours in town, I decided to check out a local dealership to get an idea of prices for my car. The best salesman ever. He walks up, and I could feel them(the group of about 5-10 car salesmen) from a half a mile just ready to pounce, and he says, “Hey guys”. We replied with a hello. He then introduces himself, and we do the same. Then he says something along the lines of, “You guys look normal…I know, nobody likes a salesman…Well, just let me know if you have any questions.” He said all of this before I could utter a word, and he walked away. He did close out his act by saying, as he’s walking away, “Guys, just jump up and down and wave(talking as he’s acting out what we should do to flag him down). It all happened in about 20 seconds, and he will go down as one of my favorite, no, make that my favorite, salespersons of all time. Even though we wasted about 30 min. looking at cars with no price tags, just guessing how much it might cost. When we left, I asked him some vague questions on the cost of the car that I wanted, features, etc, and to continue with the flow that we had established, he closes out with a lot of, “Well, I’m not sure. I don’t know. I could find out.” He was meant to help me at the time, because I guess that he really didn’t know how to sell, and I really didn’t know how to buy. Or I didn’t want to buy, and they knew that, therefore sending out that guy. But then any thought of buying left the floor, and his co-worker solidified that with his own act, the complete opposite(your stereotypical car salesman, which do really exist), and had I been knocked on the head with a shovel, maybe I would have taken him up on a few of his offers. “Why don’t you get the other version, trick out the tires, and just let it fly down the road.” And when I responded with a simple question, like, “Will this cost more, or less money?”, he said, “Well, maybe just a few thousand more.” Simple question, not so simple answer, as noted: “maybe” and “few thousand”. Just a sample. Boy, this was nothing like buying a car from Chop on King of Cars.

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