“Isn’t it great to be back home, Home is where I wanna be…” – Simon & Garfunkle, “Keep the Customer Satisfied”
The trip up was uneventful, but the trip home? Not so much. After a long delay on the ground in Houghton, MI so they could de-ice the plane, we ended up stuck in Minneapolis, MN (MSP) last night, with a 6:30am flight home this morning.
Now, had it been me alone, past experience has shown that I’d have gotten the finger and “tough shit, there’s a bench in the corner, see you in the morning.” Instead, they gave us food vouchers, a hotel room in a swank place, and got our luggage on the same re-route as we took. Add to that the “luck of the Ursula” : she calls her best friend who lives up there, and the three of us ended up at Blackbird in downtown Minneapolis – owned by old friends of hers – instead of the hotel bar or just passing out in our room.
Good food, Good people, Good conversation, and it’s the best layover/missed flight ever.
If you happen to be in MSP, go to Blackbird. The appetizers are swank, the Walleye Po’Boy is delicious, and the desserts out of this world.
Sadly, we were too tired to stop by her publisher’s fondue party after dinner. (Next time we’re in the area, guys, I promise – and with better planning!)
Waking up at 4:30 Central sucked, but we snoozed most of the way to Detroit, got to our plane out in plenty of time, and had a whole row to ourselves on the flight to RDU. And now we’re home, showered, napped, pizza’ed, and just laying about watching TV.