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