Until today, I had never explored this tunnel running under downtown Minneapolis for several blocks. I now know where to go if my senses need to be deprived. I plan never to walk through another tunnel which connects the county jail to the courthouse.
Category: Place
Lower St Anthony Falls
I had never walked down to the Lower St. Anthony Falls Lock and Dam until today. This facility is a few hundred yards from our home, but is somewhat hidden, and reached by a circuitous path.
”Machine Gun Nest”
Used a crowdsourced map to find this spot, identified as “Machine Gun Nest.” It’s actually an abutment of the former Washington Avenue Bridge. I’m looking at today’s double-deck Washington Avenue Bridge which connects University of Minnesota campuses across the Mississippi from one another.
Always Something New
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Lake of the Isles: Always Something New
I’ve walked, jogged, and cycled around Lake of the Isles over 10,000 times in the 40 years I’ve lived in Minneapolis. Each time I’ve circled the lake, it has been a different experience. For most of the year, walkers take the inner path, while cyclists ride the outer path. In warmer weather, people set up…… Continue reading Lake of the Isles: Always Something New
A Corner of Japan
Paused preparations for our upcoming home move to seek comfort (food) at our local Japanese restaurant, Zen Box Izakaya: tonkotsu ramen. NHK (Japanese television) was showing a segment about cleaning airport toilets. “It’s good to think of others,” declared one of the cleaners.
Settlers’ Home
Walked with a friend through the St. Paul campus of the University of Minnesota and surrounding neighborhoods. Found this original settlers’ home and windpump on the edge of the State Fairgrounds.
Football Fans
Walked past football fans heading to the game at First Bank Stadium.
The Time I Sneaked onto a Night Train from Communist East Berlin to Prague
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The Time I Sneaked onto a Night Train from Communist East Berlin to Prague
August 1972. My brother and I stood in front of the Brandenburg Gate in West Berlin. We had just arrived from London on our first flight ever. The flight was cheap by 1972 standards: just £14. In 2018 pounds that’s £181 (US$230), a lot of money for us: I was an undergraduate, and my brother…… Continue reading The Time I Sneaked onto a Night Train from Communist East Berlin to Prague