Gas Water Nothing

I’m a bit over halfway through a month-long visit to Portland, Oregon. Short-answer: I like it here.

I’ve been doing some sketching, but I only recently managed to get my hands on a scanner. I am very grateful to Josh Hooten of Herbivore for letting me use his! (Though it looks like it scans blurry, so I may try to replace some images later) (update, June 11) Chad and Emiko from Food Fight! for letting me use their non-blurry scanner! I’ll be parceling the art out to you in installments. Maybe I’ll catch up with realtime by the end of my time here.

We’ll begin with some drawings I made at LaGuardia Airport in New York City. Due to an imminent (but really quite small) storm, my flight was canceled. The airline had only one flight a day, and I couldn’t wait a whole extra day to get here, as I wanted to spend as much time as possible with the friend I’m housesitting for before she left town. I had to switch airlines, pay a bunch more money, and get to a different airport several hours earlier than planned. All fine, except the new flight was delayed 5 hours because of that same titchy storm. And it was not a direct flight, so I missed my connection. So I spent the night in the Denver airport. I suppose I could have sprung for a hotel, but I’m a cheapskate, and besides, I’d never spent the night in an airport before. Now I can say I have! (It really sucks. Don’t do it.)

I left security to get some food. The only vegan option was Burger King french fries, which were godawful. And then the TSA confiscated my soap and toothpaste (which somehow had made it through fine at LaGuardia). That little subway tram is fun to joyride between the terminals, though!

Anyways, I made it through to Portland just fine the next morning. I hadn’t flown in over two years (since that time the plane broke a wheel and I spent an extra day in Florida), and I’m not eager to again.