Unless I, Sara, am driving.
After a spending a lovely morning chatting, drinking spinach shakes and snacking on amazing gluten free toast smothered in real HOPE butter, we decided to go to Super Target and grab a quick lunch.
I pointed my car straight ahead or as I like to say "north" and off we went.
First I took Chaska blvd. hmmmm. I take 212. at CR 51, i think, "oh!! HWY 5". At Waconia and 5, we turn right and head straight into Victoria. bahd-a-bing.
the old scenic route. Whereas my father made it a purposeful route, I have come to think I have no choice. "Something" pulls me toward the scenic route. the unknown. the ah-ha moments. the where the %*@ am I moments. or the "act like you know where you are moments".
Highlights from this trip:
- rolling hill
- prolonged conversation
- assistance getting my hair from the side by sister
- partaking in long lost items from the glove box and talking like hicks
- burning sage. yes it's true.
- man talk
- detour to Bongards creamery
I am sure I took the best way there.
Time to lunch: 1 hour Time back: 10 minutes
