Portland

Well it is day two here in portland, and I have no clue why I'm awake. I've been trying for weeks now to get myself to wake up by eight, and have failed miserably. Today I woke up once at five in the morning, struggled to fall back asleep for hours, finally woke up again just before eight and couldn't fall back asleep.

I'm a little creeped out. It feels like I may be in JJ's house alone right now. She is working at a church, but I was for some reason under the impression that I was going to church with the rest of the family. But I don't see anyone anywhere. So being at least somewhat alone in a strange house is a bit weird.

Yesterday we drove around downtown. JJ told me all the places she wants to take me while I'm here. Oh, and we went to this coffee house that I can't remember the name of, I'll have to ask JJ later. But it was interesting. It was more like a dessert house. The house was insanely decorated, weird things hanging from the ceiling, news clippings and fortune cookies that someone had written in bed after each fortune were under the glass of the table. I coolest/scariest part was the bathroom. It was decorated like under the sea, except more like a horror scene. There was a body in a bathtub, feet seemingly coming from the ceiling and if I remember correctly two hands coming out of the wall. I couldn't decide if it was cool or creepy, but I did jump when I noticed the fake guy in the bathtub. JJ insisted I go to the bathroom...now I know why.

Flying was interesting. I don't know that I really care to do it again. During take off I was going please God don't let me die, during flight I was on the verge of an anxiety attack at first, but eventually I calmed down and just looked out the window. I couldn't decide if the view was amazing or if I was terrified. The landing was the worse, because I started getting this horrible pain in my right ear, and I still can't hear properly out of it. JJ insists this will go away though. Her house is on a hill, so that doesn't help.

Oh speaking of her house, it is beautiful. Spacious, and all the tall trees outside the window on every side...breathtaking. We went for a long walk yesterday just so I could look at all the trees. I'll give oregon that, it is very green. But I'd rather live in my very brown Kuna and have less rain to be honest. Although it is beautiful and sunny here. According to JJ yesterday was the first dry warm day they had had. So I guess I got lucky there.

The saddest thing about being here is hearing my mom say how much Katie cried just in the one day I was gone. She cried at the airport too. She doesn't like the thought of me being gone all summer, and she really misses me already. I'm her companion at home, she's practically my best friend.

I'm still terrified about this whole job thing. I arrive at camp tomorrow. Can't decide if the idea excites or sickens me. A little of both I guess.