We took Crazy Jeff's truck to Burger Basket for necessary sustenance and then he delivered me up to Portland, to the downtown ON Gallery where Bluefoote greeted me with a hug and pushed a bicycle at me and said "come on, let's go" and we went across the Burnside Bridge to join a gathering of bicycle freaks in a park and then form a costumed and decorated parade looping through neighborhoods of interested onlookers, past rose bushes, tooting and ringing and laughing.
I cut loose for a few minutes to visit Christof at his suburban home and he grinned as he poured me a cup of sake. But I had to rejoin the parade: I found them milling around in another park. Ben and Emily guided me to one of the wonderful Portland pubs for dinner and drinks in a porch swing beside an open fire.
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