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Get High and Watch Movies in PDX

By Drew Prindle Dec 23, 2019 2:10 PM

If you happen to find yourself in Portland this summer, searching for something fun to do with a lady friend, don’t think too hard – we’ve got the perfect event for you.

Each year during the peak of summer, when the sun doesn’t dip below the westward horizon until your watch reaches double digits, the Hotel deLuxe throws quite the shindig. On the rooftop of it’s opulent hotel in downtown PDX, the hotel hosts a series of movies screenings known as Top Down Cinema.

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We’ll be honest though – the rooftop of this place definitely doesn’t tower over the city. In reality, it’s just a few stories off the ground, but the height isn’t really an issue. It’s high enough off the ground to give you a that untouchable, on-top-of-the-world feeling, but not so high as to make you feel you’re somewhere elite and overly formal where you have to behave yourself – it’s definitely a good place to let your hair down and get reckless.

Before the movie kicks off on the giant inflatable projection screen, you can wait for the sun to go down with some live music and a stiff drink. The deLuxe makes sure there’s plenty of microbrews and cocktails available to lubricate the event, and even brings in a band to play live music before the feature. This mixture off booze and tunes will inevitably make you forget why you’re here – you’ll think you’re at a rooftop concert, and then the movie feels like a bonus round you weren’t expecting.

And no need to worry about driving anywhere – spring for the hotel’s Top Down Cinema Sleepover package and you can just crash at the hotel afterwards. In addition to two event tickets with reserved seating, the package includes an overnight stay, a $25 food and beverage voucher, a Northwest Film Center hoodie; and valet parking.

This package is bookable July 25, August 1, August 8, August 15, August 22, and August 29 with rates beginning at $259. Check out the event website to learn more.

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