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The triumph thing to do here for this rear - take your well-regulated putting stance. The present time wedge a playing cards buckshot between your legs (A football or volleyball). You should squeeze the ball slightly and do not let the ball sack exclusive of between your knees. This drill creates a solid prepping creating stability throughout the putting apoplexy. This is a fundamental rule for a shapely putting stroke.<\p>

Stop three: Badlands National Park, SD.

I thought I'd start the recap from Portland with a little "What I learnt" section, as really it's the best way to portray Portland to anyone. So here's what I learnt in Portland: - Ask just about anyone what to do in Portland and you will get a 10 minute talk about the pros and cons of every doughnut shop in Portland. Voodoo is the famous one. They have bacon maple donuts. They are also cheaper, but you might have to wait in a 40 minute line for them. Blue star, on the other hand, is where the locals go. Less busy, a little more expensive, but a constantly changing menu. Everyone will also conclude that you should just try both and that's that. - The carpet in PDX airport has a famous pattern that you can buy on a magnet almost anywhere in Portland. You can tweet the airport to find out the backstory of the carpet. - My hostel had an inaccessible garden on part of its roof and no one thought that was weird - Food trucks are everywhere and you can tell how good they will be by the level of pun in the name of the dishes (Fried Eggs I'm In Love's Sriracha Mix-A-Lot sandwich was a highlight). So really, Portland is weird as hell and absolutely amazing. I arrived in the evening after catching the bus from Seattle and did what I was originally going to do in Seattle, I went to a brewery cinema. Bagdad's was an old theatre that looked similar to the capital theatre in Sydney that had been abandoned, restored and turned into a giant cinema. I settled in with my pomegranate cider and blue star doughnut (I wasted no time on my mission to eat as many doughnuts in 5 days as possible) to watch Insurgent. This is the superior way to watch movies, with a small table in front of you and the ability to order any of the 12 rotating beers and ciders or food from the adjoining pub at any time. Aside from being able to eat doughnuts at any time of the day in whatever quantity and not ever being judged for it, the highlight of my time in Portland would have to be Powell's City of Books. It hit my little nerd heart hard. It takes up a whole block in the city centre and covers four stories. I firmly believe that if you can't find it in Powell's, that book does not exist. They have everything and anything and I went four times. Not buying all the books ever took a lot of restraint but I managed to leave with only two. A success, I think. The rest of Portland was mainly vintage shopping. Record stores are abundant and booming in Portland instead of dying like everywhere else. I bought a jumper and a pair of shorts from House of Vintage, a 10 000 square foot store that has everything atrocious and wonderful you could ever imagine. It was the biggest game of dress ups ever. So what is the best donut in Portland? I think I enjoyed the maple bar donut I got from Voodoo donuts the best, but I don't think it was better enough to warrant the line. Blue star never having a line and having a huge array definitely won me over. My motto from Portland should be easy to guess. 'Should I have another doughnut? Yes. Yes I should.' Next stop: San Francisco, where I nerd out hard core and get a happy Easter from the gayest city in the world.