Still in Minneapolis. Yada yada. Lis and I walked around a bit the other day after her battle with her hotel's tredmill. We decided to take on the role of absolute tourist geeks and take pictures by the Mary Tyler Moore statue on the main drag. Then we ventured by light rail to the Mall of America. MOA, by the way, is a heinous ass pit. The one saving grace is that I will never again have to go to a mall since all my future mall devotion has been made up for by one trip to that worthless behemouth. Can you tell I hated the Mall of America?
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I was pretty sure I didn't want to visit MOA even after hearing my brother-in-law go off about it one day. Now I'm sure I don't want to go--"heinous ass pit" pretty much sewed it up for me. Thanks much.
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