In 1993, my mom visited Portland Oregon to stay with my aunt. She came back with photos and stories of all of the beautiful landscapes and wonderful places that she had visited. She then proceeded to attempt talking my father into moving us all to Portland and starting a mid 90's PNW life. The dream fizzled away over time and we grew into our adult years in the flatlands of the midwest. Finally, over 20 years later my mom gets to see Oregon again. She smiled her way through the entire visit.