I used to think that if all else failed, I could hire myself out as a guide to people from Wayzata and Edina who were trying to get to a show at the Orway or Rivercenter or the Civic, in downtown Saint Paul.For those of you from outside the Twin Cities, Saint Paul is traditionally a mystery to people from Minneapolis. Mark Twain once said "Saint Paul is the last city of the east, and Minneapolis is the first city of the west", and it certainly shows in their street grids;{...}
I would have hired you, Mitch.
I hate driving in St. Paul. It's screwed up. I always used to chalk it up it up to it being a river town, but I realized a few years ago, no, that's not it. You can have a river town that's logically organized. I should know; I grew up in one. St. Paul defies normal city planning convention and it leads to sweaty palms and many shouted "Where the hell am I going?"'s whenever I get behind the wheel of an automobile to venture over to the capitol city. Which isn't very often because the whole experience can be quite offputting. But hockey is over there, so if I had more hockey tickets, I suppose I could be bribed into getting used to it. (Hint, hint)
*Note to the Cake Eater Sister: See? I'm not the only one!
Posted by Kathy at November 1, 2005 10:15 PM | TrackBack