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I love the Portland airport.

I'd love it more if the mini Powells bookstore with its wonderful selection of discount books was actually ever close to my departure gate. As it stands, I feel like my flight is always out of a gate where the nearest form of entertaining media is found in the Travel Mart.

And Travel Mart really doesn't compare at all to Powells wonderfulness. All that's at Travel Mart is an awkwardly large selection of men's magazines and an employee who heavily resembles Dwight Shrute.

Neither of these facts appeals to me.

Nonetheless, I still hope and pray that 2012 contains lots of adventures with going places, Powells located conveniently or not.