I figured that I would get back into writing a journal of sorts to remember the stuff that I have done. I really enjoyed going back through the posts I made back in my late teens/early twenties.
This trip started off pretty good. We spent the morning at work, not getting much done for me, but still was there.
Our friend Linh was kind enough to take us into work in the morning, so we could take the bus from Western to the train station in the afternoon.
We took the bus to the train station as expected. It was pretty warm and humid out. This was just a taste of what was to come.
The train trip from La Crosse to Minneapolis went pretty well. There was a lady who did writing for comedians on the train behind us. She was talking to another passenger who was encouraging her to write a book on family dynamics (taking care of loved ones while working with other family members). She said “shit” a lot and pretty loudly with other kids on board.
Once we got to Minneapolis, we took the train from Union Station to the Mall of America, where we got some food at Pizza Novara. It was excellent, like usual.
The bus ride was not as enjoyable. Again, there were some strange characters on the bus. This time, a gentlemen who commented on how much he liked the lady’s feet in front of us. He proceeded to pay across three seats and pass out. Waking up later wondering where he was.
Heather was nice enough to pick us up from the pizza place and take us to her house where we hung out an chatted a bit before heading to bed for the night.