I stayed up late Friday night trying to get some basic raw material sent out to my tutorial collaborator. I fear he may end up doing most of the work, because it's pretty raw.
Then the airport shuttle showed up for me at 7:45 the next morning. The flight to Portland went more quickly than I'd feared. The light rail took me straight from the airport to a few blocks from my hotel, where I checked in, did a little email, got in touch with Matt S., an old college friend who'd recently shown up on Facebook, then had lunch at Maya's, a few blocks from the hotel.
Maya's is a fast-food burrito place. Probably nothing that special, but I like it, and it's one of the first places I ever ate in Portland, when I first arrived as a Reed freshman nineteen years ago.