On my first Friday night in Portland, Charles took me out to Crush (a very cool gay bar near him) and then for roof top drinks and a great view over Portland.
After this and some dinner, I got my first taste of Portland weird. First we tried to get into a club with Karilla, but they didn't except ID from any one not American. (They are getting a scathing Trip Advisor review!) So we headed elsewhere but I can't remember the name of the place. Anyway, I saw my first drag show.
Some was fun, some weird, and one was more than a little creepy (she was running around with a mask on and a knife). But it was good fun.
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