
Thanks to Jody and Joy, Ryan's friend, my dad made it on the plane! He was all ready to go after Jody left on Monday but on Tuesday he woke up to cloudy skies and said he wasn't going. Luckily it didn't rain so he got dressed but was still not sure. So, Ryan arranged for his massage therapist friend, Joy, to come over and give him a massage! They are so nice. Blake took us to the airport and all went well. But the massage must have relaxed him too much because he had to use the bathroom 5 times by the time we got to MN! Two times in the airport (the plane was delayed) and two times on the plane and the last time we didn't quite make it. But even so, it was fun. He stared out the window the whole time and saw the city lights when we landed and lots of clouds at sunset when we left. And we had a little picnic with a highball and snacks on the plane (see picture, he's toasting you). He thought I was going to get off the plane at some point and let him continue on by himself. He told me I'd better take him to the airport when it's time for him to go home. He felt better when I said we were going to travel together. We had fun on the plane.
On the
first day, we went to lunch at a Chinese restaurant with a goldfish pond and bridge; then we went to the Science Museum--didn't get to see Titanic, but got to look out at the Mississippi River.
On the
second day, we took him to Minneapolis and walked the skyways (indoor, glass walkways between buildings), went to lunch on an indoor balcony overlooking a glass atrium in the center of one of the skyscrapers. There's an indoor waterfall from the ceiling. We walked around downtown to Brit's Pub where they have a roof top Bowling Green, and saw the farmer's market stalls on the street. Then we drove to Minnehaha Park to look at the falls (the one on his flashcard). He wasn't impressed. So we wheeled him around the park but it was too cold. So we went into a snackbar at the park for a glass of wine and pickled herring -- he eats a lot! He loved the bathroom which was "warm and not stinky". David said he really liked the hot air dryer and even used it on his butt. At the end of the day, David had to help out with a talk by a SouthAfrican Priest who fights against apartheid and who lost his hands and eye with letter bomb. At first dad said he didn't want to go because "I don't want to see hands cut off". But we went and it was a long meandering talk. So, afterwards he just laughed at how people like to talk too much if you give them a chance.