On Thursday morning, we borrow some
kayaks and go for a little ride on the Lake of the Isles. A tiny
little ride, as Yellow is still terrified from his kayaking
experience in Sweden. After cleaning up, packing our things, and
saying goodbye to the last bit of family we will encounter in the
next month or two, we hit the road again. And then between
Minneapolis and North Dakota we find corn, soybean, and wheat fields;
silos; farms; a couple of lakes; and Fargo – the city immortalized
by the Coen brothers.
We end up in a RV campground on the
side of I-29 just south of Grand Forks. This is going to be the first
official night in the RV. And to celebrate that, we are savoring some
Comté cheese and Vin de Paille (= straw wine), the best cheese and
wine you could ever meet, from the yellow countryside in France. And
it is with the campground wifi that we are sharing this lovely
experience. Good night.

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