Portland = bicycles, books, and a break from the mugginess
Walking to the movies on Sunday, I decided that I only have so many Philadelphia summers left in me. The relentless ultra high humidity is just so damn annoying and hiding in air conditioning doesn't feel like a reasonable long term solution. K. and I both thought very highly of Portland, OR when we visited there last year, so at the moment that's our arbitrary target. We figure, K. can try to get a library job out there and I'll look for work at Powell's Books or a used record store. In about seven years, my job will be over and our house will be paid off, which seems like a fortuitous time to move.
Of course, the relief of autumn is just a couple months away and who knows how we'll feel then?