I mentioned that I am on vacation in Portland, Oregon this week. Well, that not quite correct. I’m actually in Vancouver, Washington. The people of Vancouver probably don’t like that I am saying Portland. However, it’s just easier than trying to explain where Vancouver is. Plus, if it weren’t for the Columbia River, this would be Portland. So there.
However, this got me thinking about all the places I’ve lived that have an identity crisis. I’m afraid it’s running rampant. Let’s take a look at them:
I was born in Lebanon–no, not the Middle Eastern country: Lebanon, Oregon
I then moved to Ontario–no, not California or Canada: Ontario, Oregon
My wife is from Vancouver–no, not Canada: Vancouver, Washington