(I decided to drop the present-tense narrative style I used in part 1. The stylistic discontinuity bugs me, but writing in the present tense is bothering me more.)
Saturday, October 27On Saturday, despite being in a three-hours-earlier time zone, we didn't wake up until 10:00. In contrast to Friday's nice sunny weather, on Saturday the weather was highly Portlandesque: chilly, drizzly, and blanketed with grey. I made the alarming discovery that Misha didn't pack any flannel shirts for the trip, and started worrying that he would either (a) freeze to death, or (b) be arrested for failure to display flannel in a Northwest zone.
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