So, we drive to Minneapolis. We dine. We meet some friends. The boys go to bed and India and I we sit in the lobby of the hotel visiting some friends and get caught in the middle of a police raid complete with pepper spray, SWAT teams, raving lunatic party-goers, and gun shots. We hide in the gift shop til the police clear the area, escort our friends to their car and the manager escorts India and I to our room via the service elevator. We survived - Thank you God. I only wish this was an April Fool's prank. It was not. (And this is why we live in the country in the prairie in the middle of no where.)
We slept poorly - well - to say we slept poorly indicates some sleeping did occur. It did not. Not for India and I anyway. We were just a wee bit stressed out.
Sat. We roll out of bed to watch Judah swim and swim well. The tee shirt and new flip flops are really cool.
India and I drive another 250 miles so she can take a ballet exam. We get a smoothie and some Culver's fries and turn around and drive back. I did not consume near enough chocolate to keep me awake, and finding only country music at 11pm and driving in the rain didn't help - but we made it to the hotel safe and sound. Only because of God I swear. My GPS (Judah) wasn't with me to tell me where to drive so I was just guessing as to which roads to take. Amazing. (And yes, she passed the test, so it was worth the trip)
Meanwhile, the boys ate and ate and watched basketball on tv while Gary slept. (At least one of us slept.)
Sunday we roll out of bed and watch Judah swim and swim well. And this is the one who hates to swim.
We eat. We go the the King Tut exhibit. Very disappointing. We get two extra large pizza's to go and drive home. In the rain and sleet. Yippee.
So after over 1400 miles, too many detours, too many urban riots, too much bad food, too much chlorine, and not near enough sleep - we get back home. And into my own bed!!!
What a weekend.
Not exactly what we all had in mind, but I guess it's just another story to tell the grandchildren.
And now it's track and dance recital season.
On and on it goes . . .
Did you get video of the SWAT raid? :O That would have been absolutely crazy to be caught in. Did they give you an explanation afterwards?
ReplyDeleteI'm glad y'all are safe! Don't let life run you over!
No video. Our friends were too busy trying to get us to hide behind the couch. Party gone bad was the explanation. We assumed a bit of underage 'stuff'. And yeah, we're glad we're safe too!
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