from rain to snow

Well, on Thursday I flew out to MN for Christmas, and am there currently. The flight went well — my first first-class flight, ever — and aside from a little ear-pain was fairly uneventful. After the flight, however, I stood in line behind six old people at the baggage claim as they flipped, patted, rubbed, or otherwise abused EVERY fucking suitcase that came on the carousel, trying to determine if it was theirs or not. Being too polite, I stood there and waited for 10 minutes for them to finally prod the correct suitcases and get out of my way. This led me to be nearly-late for my bus from the burbs to downtown Minneapolis to meet Andrew. I left my luggage with my dad, grabbed Andrew’s present, and made it just in time to meet him at Pizza Lucé downtown.

I was a little worried that Andrew and I would have nothing to talk about, as though we speak nearly every day on AIM, we haven’t seen each other irl for several years. It was surprising how much we had to talk about, and it was tough to cut the conversation short at 2 hours so I could make the bus back to the burbs. It was delightful, and hopefully it doesn’t take another 3-5 years to see him again.

Saturday, I met up with Ryan and Marty downtown for brunch and some last-minute Christmas shopping. I had a lovely time hanging out with them. It was great seeing them again, and perhaps next time it will be in S-town.