57 Chevy, St. Johns Days Parade, Oregon
Louie Louie, oh no, me gotta go. St. Johns Days Parade, Oregon.
The ladder truck, St. Johns Days Parade, Oregon
Double barreled condiments at the St. Johns Days Parade, Oregon
Sushi Takahashi, in Portland, Oregon, serves a lot of cheap sushi on a very fast model train. And on Wednesdays and Saturdays it somehow gets cheaper. And faster.
Sushi Takahashi in Portland, Oregon follows the conveyor belt sushi convention – cheap, color-coded plates of nigiri, tempura, and spindly spider rolls circulate endlessly in front of diners seated at an oval shaped counter. Takahashi differs, however, in its use of a speedy model train to deliver its fresh catch. Fifteen flatbed train cars of sushi, clickety-clacking in a non-stop loop, is mesmerizing and charming, a juvenile pleasure mixed with a decidedly adult cuisine. But it’s also perilously fragile, taking little more than a wandering chopstick or napkin on the tracks to derail the entire train, sending forty plates of salmon, tuna and rice into the laps of unlucky diners. I’ve been witness to four derailments in ten years and like the NASCAR fan waiting for a crash, the spectacle is as rewarding as it is messy. Well worth a little unagi in your lap.
I happened to be in San Francisco during a rare run of 90+ degree days. In this city where air conditioning is rarer than Republicans, a superheated weekday is almost the equivalent of a Midwestern snow day. Computer servers were crashing, commuter trains were backing up, and at least one man walked downtown streets muttering, "It's too hot...too hot...we're screwed." But at 4:00 on Friday afternoon, people poured from stuffy old office buildings and sweltering Victorian flats to revel in the breeze and views of city oases like this, the Mission District's Dolores Park.
Hurtling and guessing your way through the quick, narrow labyrinth of Ireland's roads is the best way to see this country's unstoppable beauty. But driving on foreign roads requires great focus - often the only thing standing between your car and a 500 foot fall is a meandering sheep. Having someone else in the car is essential then, so they can yell, "Stopandpullover! We have to get a picture of that!" Brakes squeal, gravel flies and to my right is a scene like this: The wilderness of Ireland's Connemara National Park, reflected in one perfect, still water moment.
Mao Zedong's cult of personality has long outlasted his reign as one of China's most notorious rulers. As a result, his legacy is greater than just questionable national social policies - it also includes a nearly bottomless treasure chest of tacky and hilarious souvenirs. My favorite is this watch, scored in a Hong Kong back alley, which features patented "dictator arm waving motion" in place of a second hand. With a $5 price tag, I didn't expect this thing to continue working for more than a week. Eight months later and it's still ticking, er, waving.
Mural in Derry, Northern Ireland depicting the clash between the British army and Irish Republicans.
Sloan Schang has been a member since 10 November 2007 and goes by SloanSchang.
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I am a freelance writer, photographer and frequent traveler obsessed with finding authenticity in even the most inauthentic moments. I live (mostly) in Portland, Oregon.
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