Monday, September 26, 2011

OUR TRIP IN EIGHT SENTENCES

We visited Charles Lindbergh's home in Park Rapids, Minnesota.

Ludelphia rode a buffalo.

We saw a delightful and unexpected "apron" exhibit at Hubbard County Historical Museum.

We visited Lake Itasca State Park in Minnesota (gorgeous!) and walked across the headwaters of the Mississippi River. (bonus sentence and a promise: I'm using this as a metaphor in a poem about the importance/unimportance and slippery nature of the "beginning" of things.)

We were t-boned in Detroit Lakes, Michigan, and had to leave my father's probably-totalled car behind (which caused all kinds of chaos, I mean new adventures).

I got to meet the Book Club and wonderful children's librarian Traci Juhala at Bismarck Veterans Memorial Public Library.

Eric got to spend some quality time at the shooting range with a gun collector and expert who happens to be a good friend of my father's.

We admired the prehistoric life at the Bismarck airport to distract us from being sad about saying goodbye. (Bonus sentence #2 and #3: But oh my, we were SAD. Sigh.)

4 comments:

  1. omehow we forget the excitement and gratitude we had when we first arrived, by the time we have to say goodbye and get sad!S

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  2. Sounds wonderful, except for the t-bone. Everyone okay? No stiff necks? Hope to see you soon, either at WIK or next door.

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  3. Wow! I want to go there and see that!

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  4. Wow! I want to go there and see that!

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