Finally but sadly, last day of Portland

Morning, I felt great and I heard something about a gym, I immidiatly asked if we could join, what we could, heeeellll yeeaaaahh. I got my shredding on (not the best idea after a couple of months of no gym, but what do you expect of me?) which went beter than expected, even with the penalty of finding out kg to lbs. After gym we went on an adventure to the grocery store to concoct a meal for the family, I say adventure because hannah has a couple of allergies, but making a nice meal she also could eat was our pleasure! After two hours we got finally home. After an hour of chilling we started cooking. Showing off is part of our job, as is breaking stuff and we did both (actually I did the latter, sorry Mary 0:) ) the food was worth it though, I didn't really know how we did it but it was a succes. They were happy, we were relieved! After dinner we got our drinking on, under the command of Bartender 'Extraordinair'; Tobias Merz! Him not calculating in we had worked out our liver for the last four days and ofcourse us being 'Dutch' meant him being drunk more than we were. Beside Jelle and especially me unintentionally pissing of the girls with some words and terms we thought would be okay, but the were not. They. Were. Not. We had great fun. A bit dumbfounded we presented our appology, which they accepted, as the culture difference was the most to blame, and we went on having fun! Dancing in the living room, laughing and even a bodybuilding contest made a great last night. So everyone went to bed with a smile and enough alcohol in our blood to kill a small rodent!