Oh my Buddha. I finally made it to Minneapolis. It has been non-stop laughter since the plane landed. Actually, I was laughing when they told me my flight was canceled, too. I am ME, after all.
Last night Jane and I found really good meatloaf that wasn't dry or licorice-y tasting, juicy good carrot cake, and the only Starbucks that was open but had no passion tea. I also found out that I do not want a navigation system that speaks to me in meters. What a great night! Though, I am left to wonder how people live in a place where everything closes at 5:00 on a Sunday.
The sun is out today and we are off to explore the city before the True Colors concert tonight.
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