On our last day in Oregon we visited Multnomah Falls and did what felt like a month's worth of exercise in climbing up to the top. A mile the signpost said but it was a very steep, zizzaggy mile and felt more. We were treated in the evening to a meal in a snazzy restaurant by the Columbia River and found that there was elegant food in America after all, but at a price, so the HoF suffered the usual pangs of embarrassment.
38th Wedding Anniversary. Photo taken en route (pronounced rout here) to the plane back to Chicago. On Sunday at the last Jones reunion we were given a cake with Happy Anniversary iced on top. It was good to meet new cousins, and even some returnees who had travelled three hours to be with us again. I left my jar of Marmite with the English sister-in-law of our host. Tomorrow we fly back to England, via Amsterdam. Speak to you then.
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