In the Snow and Back

So I've been on the road again. Back to Minneapolis to close on a condo and see family. And as might be expected of Minneapolis it greeted me with a snow storm. It wasn't a whiteout type of snow storm, just one that started out with rain, morphed to big heavy wet flakes and then to the smaller colder flakes. That was Thursday, by Friday morning everything was covered with a thin coat of ice. Sunday it was over 60 degrees F or about 15-16 C. Welcome to Minnesota in the spring.

Here's a few photos of my downtown condo. It is right on Nicollett Mall so I'll be in easy walking distance to parks, museums, Orchestra Hall, shopping and dining, when I'm in town. I'm one happy camper!

One side of the galley kitchen; that there's a granite countertop, my first.

The view off the deck into a recently remodeled courtyard.

Count them one, two, three closets in the bedroom

A not-so-perfect photo looking back from the balcony at the living room

There's more photos but I don't want to bore anyone. I left on Tuesday, morning with a rather vicious stomach virus and had to fly three hours and then drive three hours north from Seattle, Washington. If a way could have been figured out how to teleport Paul from Vancouver to Seattle that day I would have called him to come get me. But I was too sick to figure that one out. Instead, I drove an hour and stopped to sleep an hour until I got home. (Oh by the way as a final parting gift Minneapolis gave me some light snow again on my way out of town.)

Finally to close this condo discussion, a big shout out to DACK, MIKE and NANCY for their help. I purchased this virtually sight (or in my case site) unseen except for Facetime. These folks were my eyes and inspectors as I asked them to look at properties for me. It would not have happened without any one of you. Thanks so very much to each of you.

I'm back all safe and sound and just about over the virus. More later about visits with family, the chicken waffle (trust me this discussion is about to end) and my next couple of knitting assignments for M.

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