Things that don't start with J and end with Z....

In my search to detox from too much of a good thing, I discovered some more wonderful things to do in Portland...Such as the Forest Park...a huge park trail system just a 10 minute bus ride away from the hostel....where i spent a morning, eventually ending at the Portland Audobon society, where their resident owl, Juulio, was out enjoying the sun too. Also had a chance to visit the Portland Art museum where there was an exhibition on dancers painted by Degas, Lautrec and Forain....and I still took in the jazz fest...Sunday afternoon was a concert by pianist Cecil Taylor whose free jazz style seemed miles ahead of be-bop....almost like a marrying of classical and jazz....had to go home to the hostel and paint after that show --- a new one of Shirley Horn.