The guy drove me right to the front door of a small cannabis cafe, one of several located throughout Portland
Traditionally speaking I have always had bad luck with air travel. The first time I rode on a plane I was 12, and halfway through the flight we had to make an emergency landing because of a faulty engine. That set the tone for all future flights. I have never experienced an airline flight that did not have some kind of issue or problem. The most recent example is actually a somewhat happier occasion, because the flight problem led me to have some real fun. The plane landed at the Portland airport for what was supposed to be a three hour layover. Six hours later the flight was canceled outright, which left me stranded in Portland. I was upset at first, but then I realized “hey dummy, you’re in Portland, Oregon, the cannabis capital of the USA!” If I was going to be stranded somewhere in this area, there was no better place for it to happen than Portland. Portland, Oregon is world famous for its locally grown cannabis, and now I had a chance to find out firsthand! At first I thought I would just take a taxi to a dispensary, but then I asked the cabbie about fun places I could visit in Portland. The guy drove me right to the front door of a small cannabis cafe, one of several located throughout Portland. He also gave me a card with his direct number on it, so that when I was done eating he could pick me up and give me a driving tour of Portland. What a night!