Places Serendipity Wants to Go

This public art piece proves that in Portland even reporting the weather is a thing of whimsy.

The oldest restaurant in Portland serves fiery coffee cocktails and an astounding amount of turkey.

Tiny horses tethered to antique rings are scattered around the city.

The seamy, underground secrets of Portland's criminal past.

An emporium for the weird, creepy, rare, and just plain gross.

On East Burnside, a 24-hour vending machine distributes world-class pastries.

This stoic, if derpy, giant stands as a monument to Oregon's statehood and the novelty culture of yesteryear.

Instead of fruit, the branches of this tree are brimming with hopes and dreams.

Entering this curiosity shop is like stepping into a mad scientist's lab.