Saturday night started out as a super nice, normal evening – enjoying the beautiful weather with a BBQ, hanging out with friends and grabbing some dessert at Pix.
Then it turned into a weird adventure around town, complete with a 90-minute driving and doughnut detour to get us about 4 miles and seeing thousands upon thousands of naked people riding bikes. This is Portland, after all, home of the weird, so I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised.
Have you heard of Portland’s annual the Naked Bike Ride? It is a crazy event where about 8,000 people undress, hop on a bike and cycle around the city for about an hour. I’m still not quite clear on the point of the nakedness of this ride but according to their website, it’s to “promote cycling not only as a viable mode of transportation.” And it’s now a fundraiser for the Portland Art Museum.