Today marks my first week back on North American soil. The entire week leading up to our departure was go, go, go, but I’m here now, freshly arrived in Canada after spending four days in the States.
I celebrated my first 4th of July celebration with my husband, stepson, and mother-in-law in Richfield, Minnesota. We caught a 100-float parade shortly past 1 pm, John and I got a nice sunburn, and we really enjoyed the patriotism on display in its many shapes and sizes.
The Mall of America and I are now on extremely friendly terms. Some people might even go so far as to say that the Mall and I are more than just acquaintances. Lucky for me, I had plenty of spare room in my suitcase.
John and I are more aware than ever of the Supersize Me syndrome in the good ole US of A. Is it possible to find healthy food in restaurants in Minneapolis? I have yet to find out. What I do know is that if I see anything smothered in butter or deep-fried ever again, I might very well toss my cookies at the sight of it.
Dear readers, if you have any suggestions, please let me know as I will be returning to Minneapolis for a few days at the end of August.
I arrived in Canada a few days ago and I’ve stayed pretty close to home. I’ve been on long, rambling walks through fields of long green grass, corn, and Queen Anne’s Lace. I’ve power-walked down the empty back roads of Ramsay Township with my mother and I’ve spent hours admiring the vast expanse of sky and its exact shade of blue.
After consuming bowls of fresh raspberries, blueberries, and strawberries (Have I ever mentioned how expensive berries are in Taiwan?) and having enjoyed several pints of cold Canadian brews, I’m looking forward to the first batch of sweet corn which will be harvested next week.
My best friend Claire flies in from England on Wednesday and then the madness begins…