We left the county a day or two late, but relaxed and prepared. It was time to trade big blue skies for tall skyscrapers and wonderful lady friends, but we didn't run away so fast that we missed my favourite farm on the way out ...
There was only one problem, and it was kind of a big problem - they were all out of pumpkin ice cream - Oh well, not everyday can be perfect.
Good bye Mom!
Good bye Dad!
J'aime bien ton char!
The next morning we started the day like champions with
bluegrass breakfast at the Dakota Tavern.
They bring you a mountain of food on a plate.
You share it with your friends.
They bring another plate.
You share it with your friends.
They bring you a mountain of food on a plate.
You share it with your friends.
They bring another plate.
You share it with your friends.
This continues until you have a massive food belly and you swear you will never eat again.
Ever.
It's delicious.
Ever.
It's delicious.
... and the weather was fabulous ...
Would you believe it?
Guess what we saw outside our streetcar?
Naturally we stopped ...
... and drank their free ginger beer.
"Woah. They are your people."
.... time to wander ...
Maybe we wandered a little too long ...
... but with a little taste of home ...
... a smile from this lady ....
... and a cocktail from a strange, strange place ..
... all gave us the energy to norebanging the night away ...
