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Originally Posted by Porsche-O-Phile
I did live in Portland for a year. Great vibe, good culture, great beer, nice people, good coffee. Could afford a nice house there. Decent schools, pretty scenery, fun flying (made me a damn good instrument pilot). Utterly horrid weather. I counted 50 straight days of gray and rain. I was nearly suicidal at the end. As a point of reference wasn't the biblical flood (Noah's ark) only 40 days? It rains a LOT. But at least it wasn't snow, just 40-45 degrees F and spitting rain. For 50 straight days. I loved it (when the sun was out) and would absolutely consider a summer / seasonal kind of place up there but I really don't think I could ever live there permanently.
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Ten four on that good buddy!
When I was doing the long distant relationship thing with my wife at one point I was "fark this! I'm selling the house and moving to Portland!!!" (Love will do that to you)
The weather would have killed me and fortunately my wife was the voice of reason "uh, you are going to give up the security of a state job and your pension? I don't think so!"
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Originally Posted by vash
but back on topic..i was a little kid when either my dad or my uncle told me he could live anywhere as long as he had three things. a good job, good friends, and the love of a good woman.
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While it is difficult to go counter this sage advice there is always an exception to the rule... try that in
Antarctica and let me know how it works.
