November 14, 2021
Date night!
Last night was an evening the likes of which we haven’t experienced in close to two years - dinner and a movie! It didn’t quite feel normal yet, but close enough that it felt like the world as we once knew it is starting to reemerge. It starts with us walking down Kearney Street to Seratto, a restaurant on 21st we’ve favored over the years. We’re on Kearney rather than Johnson, the way we’ve normally walked there in the past, because we’re still testing out the after dark safety feel of the local streets, and the freeway underpass on Johnson has always been a magnet for the street sleepers. To our pleasant surprise the walk there and then home four hours later feels fine, better than we’d expected; though I doubt Rachael will be out walking alone after dark.
The restaurant at Serrato was nearly full inside and out - much more so than when we ate here last summer and they were just beginning to support limited indoor dining again. Covid protocol is pretty minimal though. The staff are all masked, but no one questions our vaccination status even though we’re prepared and bearing documentation. At least the tables are spaced more widely apart than when they ran full capacity.
While we wait for our kale salads to arrive Rachael hustles down the street to buy two tickets for Kenneth Branaugh’s new semi-autobiographical film Belfast, cashing in part of a $100 coupon that we bought from the theater at the start of the pandemic when the theater asked for their regulars to consider prepaying for future films in the hopes that they’d be able to be redeemed someday.
We greatly enjoy a leisurely dinner, one worthy of a few food photos. Rachael’s done and I’m just mopping up when she checks her phone, let’s out a yelp, and we hurriedly settle the bill, rush down the street, and arrive at the theater just minutes before showtime. There’s a frantic moment when we can’t find the tickets, which I think I must have left on the table in our haste to leave; but she shows the guy at the ticket window our $100 coupon and her familiar face he was looking at just an hour earlier, and he ushers us in after checking our vaccination cards.
The theater is nearly empty, with perhaps a dozen in the audience for Belfast, an early contender for best picture of the year. Masking is required, but with no one within 20 feet of us and we’re all vaccinated anyway, we and everyone else let the masks drop below our noses so we can breathe and our glasses don’t fog up.
It’s a great film, worthy of the buzz in our opinion. The child actor portraying the younger Branaugh is excellent, and it’s especially enjoyable to see Ciarán Hinds and Judy Dench as his grandparents. There’s plenty to talk about on the way back to our studio apartment. It’s warm, nearly sixty, and an almost full moon breaks through the clouds - has it really been almost a month since the last one, back in Cuneo?
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Earlier in the day we got our first miles on the board for this ‘tour’/journal with a bike ride out along the Columbia. We both have some getting used to the different fit and feel of our town bikes after so long on the Fridays, but it feels great to be out. It’s warm, mostly overcast, and windy. We bike out as far as the Glenn Jackson Bridge and then turn back and are planning to bike the long way home past the University of Portland and Willamette Boulevard, but the wind really picks up on the way back - a strong crosswind that must be 25+ mph and fights us for control of our bikes - so we decide to just head back the way we came. By the time we’re back to the neighborhood it’s abated though, and when we arrive home Rachael decides to just keep going west along the river and returns a half mile later.
One frustration: I forgot my camera, so I content myself with stopping a few times with the Android. Not bad though, really. If phone cameras were this good ten years ago when I broke my Panasonic on the rocks of Corsica on the first day of the tour I’d have been a lot less disappointed.
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This morning I’m off to the waterfront just past sunrise on my way to Cafe Ponte. There was a brilliant purple band below the clouds when I look out the window of our flat, but it’s gone by the time I reach the river. I should have stopped for a shot first, especially because then I would have discovered that my camera has a problem. When I’m at the riverfront and pull it out, it tells me to reinsert the SD card; which I do a few times to no effect. Who knows what that’s about, but for the moment it means it’s just me and the Android again.
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Today's ride: 20 miles (32 km)
Total: 20 miles (32 km)
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