Tonight I leave Boston, where I’ve been for 3 weeks, to hit the road. First stop is Nick Chaset’s wedding in Philly for the weekend. Second stop is Cane Creek farm where I’ll live and work for two months. I’m stoked, but trying to keep myself cool. Here’s a little catch up:

After the bird workshop out by the Bay, I spent a week in my favorite city, San Francisco. That city was my first self-made home. I spent nearly four years between the Mission, the Castro and Alamo Square. I’ve never gotten to know a city like that and I doubt it’s equal exists. Unfortunately, it cost me a lot to live there, as it does for most people. It’s an expensive city, and that means something when everyone has to work their A off to support themselves. Being semi-employed, I can’t really afford to stay there long and after the week was up, I spent another one in Portland, Oregon.

I’ve actually spent a few weeks over the last few years in Portland. I was there during the 100 degree plus heat wave in 2009 and a couple years back to visit my brother who spent a summer there. This last trip I was sizing that city up, seeing if I liked it or not. San Francisco is a tough act to follow, and I’m looking for a place that requires less cash to enjoy some quality living. I think I might have found a good place to be in Portland. I actually hesitate posting this because I selfishly want to keep Portland to myself, lest too many people try to move there and ruin it. But Portland has a blessing and a curse that keeps most people away, the unemployment. If I can find a way to make some money in Portland, I think I can keep myself in a damn good city. I’m definitely not the first to think that, but I’m hoping there’s room for at least two more of us.