but not enough time to purify myself in the waters of lake minnetonka

On Saturday, I had to take a day trip to Minneapolis to do a Dove Self-Esteem workshop from some young ladies from the Boys & Girls Club of the Minneapolis-St. Paul area.  

(Aside:  did you know it was possible to do a day trip from Houston to Minneapolis?  Neither did I.  I'm glad I was home in time to spend the night with my Marcus and Alex, but it's a pretty grueling schedule, and would strongly recommend just going ahead and staying over.)  

Because it was just a day trip, I assumed that I would only have time to fly in, do the workshop and fly back out, but as luck would have it, I had two hours free.  My lovely host, Emelia, took the time to show me around her home town.  It was a positively glorious day, and I was charmed by Minneapolis from the very start.

Here's what my afternoon looked like:


What a magical city, man.  Thanks, Minneapolis -- you were great to me on this entirely-too-short, whirlwind trip.


Soundtrack:  It's alright ma (Messengers remix) by Minneapolis' other native son, Bob Dylan.