Rest and friends

(On the third anniversary of our drive across the US and our arrival in the PNW, I think back and talk about what it was like on each day of the trip. This is Part 3 of an 8 part series)

January 23, 2011

We stayed with good friends while in Minneapolis, and January 23rd was our rest and hang out day. Minneapolis is a small jaunt north of I90, so technically not on the way, but it was worth it to see good people. And what’s an extra 60 miles in a 2700 mile journey?

That morning, as we walked out of the apartment, we realized we had left our half empty gallon of Turkey Hill Green Tea in the car. The night before, in South Bend, we had remembered it. This time, we had not. It was frozen. But the container was plastic and not full, so thankfully it did not spill on all of our stuff.

The apartment building was a beautiful older brick type, in a U shape, with a parking lot in the middle. It had snowed a few times, since this was Minnesota. Minnesota is like Massachusetts, in that once it snows, the snow usually stays until the spring. In Pennsylvania, the snow melts in between snowfalls. That little parking lot in the middle of the U had a beautiful black old VW Beetle, which was almost completely covered in snow. Other cars in the lot were fairly covered, as well, but the helpless looking skinny old car looked the saddest.

We went to Mall of America, which I had been to once before. The Lego store there is amazing, and has a large Macross-looking mecha built out of Legos on top. I had a lemon crepe in the mall. I hadn’t ever had a crepe from a crepe-only booth, and it was fun to watch them use the squeegee thing to put the liquid on the round cooker. It’s probably not called a squeegee or a cooker, but I’m not a crepe maker. It really should be called a squeegee if it’s not already called that.

Being in Minneapolis means we had crossed over the Mississippi River. On the Eastern side of that river lives almost 60% of the country. We were headed, seemingly, away from civilization. And headed to a state where we knew very few people. Which made it all that more important and uplifting to spend a day with friends.