It is 8am in Minneapolis and I (Amy) am sitting out on a screen porch listening to birds chirp away. Last night we *finally* made it to Minneapolis where we were greeted with smiling, friendly faces and a fabulous dinner. Emily and Elizabeth are gracious hostesses who even tolerate a slightly whiny dog and his overly concerned dog-mama. To protect Ria, the grumpily displaced cat, Buddy and I slept on the porch -- we both slept soundly -- while Rhonda camped out in the guest room.
In a few hours we will be on the road for the final stretch of this trip. It
will take us about 6 hours to get to Marinette from here. (We have learned along the way that you add one hour to whatever estimates we have -- a 16' moving truck just moves slower.) We are meeting Carolyn (our Realtor) at our new house at 5pm. A few hours later our new friend (and my colleague) David will come over to help us lift some heavy things. He has stated several times that he *really* likes the challenge of moving heavy things. Okay!
In the meantime, here are some random tidbits that didn't make it into earlier posts:
- Missoula is preparing for their annual "Testicle Festival" also known as "testy festy." You can find out more here: http://www.testyfesty.com/
- Did you know that there are two continental divides? Why?
- As we left Montana around 8pm Monday night the temperature was 100 degrees. The sign might as well have read "YOU ARE NOT IN SEATTLE ANYMORE!"
- North Dakota has the highest gas prices we have encountered anywhere. Again, why?
- Hotel Review: La Quinta rocks. AmericInn sucks. LQ = nice high threadcount sheets and a plush windowseat nook. AmInn = old mattresses, less-than-clean room and possible fleas. Friends house in Minneapolis = best.
We've just returned from a few days in Minneapolis with our friends Emily & Elizabeth. It was a fantastic getaway; we slept in, danced, sat by the fire, worked on a (very freakin' hard) puzzle, and ate delicious food. I am tired after a very full day of goodwill hunting ( they have an outlet!), co-op shopping, and hours upon hours of driving. Although I am now in my office (in pajamas) with a dog asleep at my feet, I still feel as though I am driving over the bumpy roads that are mid-Wisconsin highways.
