The alarm woke us up at 7:10 AM. We did our showers and
packed the suitcases. We ate the yogurt parfaits purchased the evening before (thank heavens every room now has a refrigerator) and had coffee. We enjoyed the
Disney Nature Channel on the TV until bell services arrived to pick us up and
take us to airline check-in. The woman who provided the bell services also came
from Colombia. We quickly got through the line to check in for the airport and
our luggage was sent directly to the airport.
We went, then, to the Pepper Market. We had two meals left
on our Dining Plan so I got us omelets and orange juice. We could use our
mugs to get the coffee. While I got the food my daughter waited at a table and watched
our things. When I came with the omelets I told her the cashier was also
originally from Colombia.
Meanwhile I made called back to Minnesota to make an
appointment at Health Partners for someone to see me about my sore leg.
We also got a text from my granddaughter saying she couldn’t pick us up because she
forgot she had a class at 4:00. We thought she was on Spring Break this week.
We sent a text back saying that was OK because I was feeling like she could
handle everything for the trip home.
About 10:45 we walked to the place to be picked up by the
Magic Express and quickly boarded a bus. We got to the airport about 11:30.
Security was strange. They put us into a special line and swabbed my hands,
but not daughter's hands. We put our carry-on things through X-ray security, but we had no more
security than the swabbing of my hands.
We then went to the train that took us towards Gate 80. Once
there we found a place to sit in the atrium in the sunshine. We spent time there just enjoying a bit of relaxing time.
We had very nice seats on the airplane. I liked watching the
map of the plane flying to our destination on the monitor in front of our
seats. And my daughter liked looking out the window too. When we left Florida the sky was
clear and we could see to the ground for a long time. The same thing happened
when we crossed the Iowa/Minnesota border.
We landed at Gate F8, but I could walk OK. We found our
luggage without any problem. Then we again took the Blue tram, went down an
elevator, purchased our Light Rail tickets, took another elevator down, and
waited two minutes for the Blue Line train to arrive. We transferred at
Downtown East and had to wait only 4 minutes for the Green Line train to
arrive.
Our final adventure from this trip came at the Robert Street
station, the station right before our exit on Tenth Street. Two Metro Transit police got onto the train and asked to see our
tickets to make sure we had paid! Good thing we did! This is the first
time I have seen uniformed Metro Transit police on the train and the first
time they boarded a train to ensure people had paid for their tickets.
At the apartment, I made some soup to eat. Then I started doing laundry of all the dirty clothes. I took my daughter back to her group home on Tuesday afternoon. We had a good time even though the weather wasn't very cooperative for us on this trip.
Note: When I got to the orthopedist on Thursday I found I have a hip flexor strain-- an injury that happens often to futbol (soccer) players. I'm doing exercises at home and going to physical therapy twice a week for ultrasound treatments to reduce the inflammation.
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