The Mall Of America: Big WOW! If you get the chance, you really do need to see it. But just once. Don't go back.
It wasn't cold at all. I don't know what those folks are complaining about.
I spent most of Tuesday exploring the seedy underbelly of downtowns Minneapolis and St. Paul. Minneapolis was dirtier and darker, but still, nothing like the ghettoness we've managed to build in Los Angeles. Not even close.
You can't go two blocks without passing yet another lake.
Keys Cafe in St. Paul has great coffee, and serves up a wickedly tasty strawberry-banana pancake.
Crazy and silly beer regulations concerning alcoholic content and point of sale.
Not everybody speaks as they do in "Fargo", but enough do to make it amusing.
Somalis are everywhere.
For a metropolis, it's really rather small. Even during rush hour, traffic isn't near as bad as I thought it would be, and light enough to make southern Californians envious.
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Well, it's small enough that we could let everyone know you were coming, Gino, and they were on their best behavior!
What, no comment on the city of Rockford. I never did go in to my alter-ego routine, Ole. I can do a pretty good Fargo routine.
thoughts of rockford will be in another post.
Well, we try our best not to be too Fargo-y ourselves in Dilettanteland, but we try to be amusing.
And we were awfully glad that you came to visit us.
On traffic - My BIL moved up here from Los Angeles - he moved into our suburb and his job is over in Seattle. After his first week of work we asked him what he thought of the commute... he said...
"what people here call 'rush hour' is just so cute!"
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