You haven’t truly experienced Portland until you’ve lost yourself in the labyrinthine wonderland that is the Oregon Flea Market, where treasure hunting becomes an Olympic sport and your wallet somehow feels both lighter and heavier simultaneously.
The first time I wandered into this indoor bazaar, I planned to stay for twenty minutes.
Three hours later, I emerged with armfuls of items I never knew I desperately needed and the strange satisfaction that comes from haggling over a vintage lamp shaped like a pineapple.
This isn’t just shopping—it’s an adventure with plot twists around every corner…