Especially when my “Baby” is an AI-directed robot.

Because Portland has been called “the San Francisco of the East,” I like to keep track of our alter-ego metropolis.

Last week, my wife and I rode in a driverless car from Fisherman’s Wharf to the Mark Hopkins Hotel on Nob Hill. The Waymo was an all-electric white Jaguar I PACE, and I was floored by its magical ways.

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