When I was ten years old I took my first airline flight.
There was extreme turbulence during the flight, while we were over the ocean, and then one of the engines flamed out.
It was so traumatic that I have hated airplanes ever since. If I have to travel, usually I will take a bus or rent a car rather than fly. That said, when my old college girlfriend Jenny invited me to come and stay with her in Portland for a few days I decided to take the chance and book a flight. I didn’t want to drive the 1000 miles between here and Portland, Oregon, so I had to face my fears. I must admit that I was very curious to visit the city of Portland, as well, because I’ve heard so many good things about their local art scene and their cannabis community. The real reason to fly to Portland was Jenny, who is a special kind of woman. I always missed her when we parted ways, and after many years our paths reconnected in Portland. Jenny picked me up from the Portland airport and took me downtown, where we had a nice dinner, a few drinks, and then stopped by a cannabis dispensary. The cannabis shops in Portland are much nicer than any I had seen before. I can tell you that Portland is a place that takes great pride in its local cannabis. Jenny and I had such an amazing weekend that I am already planning another flight, so I can return to Portland and see her again.
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