Last weekend, I ventured to Portland to spend my 30th birthday weekend at friend Jess and Erik’s. In true Baumann style, disaster and heartbreak ensued. Let’s just say the story ends with a dead dog.
I’m planning a do-over, sometime this summer, complete with sun and music.
In any case, here are some images from birthday 30: a lonely walk along Cannon Beach, a haunted tour through the Shanghai Tunnels running under Old Town Portland (opium dens, prostitute holding rooms and drunk cells, oh my!), and vegan heart attacks disguised as Voodoo Doughnuts.
