Not long into our travels we started to hear a rustling noise coming from Matt‘s backpack…
And unveiled a stowaway!!!!
He was hungry for honey, but unharmed from security. He claimed that he has bear cousins in Yellowstone and wanted more than anything to come and visit them. I secretly hope we do NOT encounter any bear cousins on our trip!!
Our first flight was uneventful. We took off a bit late (duh) and I slept for a good portion of it thanks to eye mask + ear plugs + inflatable pillow combo. I woke up and wrote a short article and soon enough we’d landed in Minneapolis.
I was impressed by the nice, modern airport! We paused to listen to some Christmas music on a harp. I was excited They must get started even earlier here because of the October snow!
And then we found some acceptable coffee!
Perfect snack to tide us to lunch.
I got a cafe au lait again. I like them more than lattes because I like having more coffee to drink instead of espresso and mostly milk. I got mine with a shot of pumpkin spice (I requested just a small squirt so as not to overload with sugar). The Caribou pumpkin was not as good as the Starbucks though. Sbux is more like pumpkin pie; Caribou was more like the Cottonwood Pumpkin Ale that I love. More nutmeggy maybe? I still liked it, but not as much.
Bocker was strapped in snugly for the next take-off
We played some games in the air like "Count the clouds" and sang "99 jars of honey on the wall"
Around 1:30 EST we pulled out our lunch (it was 12:30 Minneapolis time and only 11:30 Montana time).
Last night Matt made turkey + cheese + avocado + mustard sandwiches on Great Harvest Honey Wheat
A shared bag of carrots
And North Carolina water
[It’s times like these that taking a photograph of everything is a bit challenging! Juggling our luggage, coffees and a huge camera and then trying to get out the camera from under the seat after lunch is served on the tray require a bit of planning!]
Shortly after finishing lunch the refreshments cart strolled by and I nearly leaped out of my seat when I saw….BISCOFF!! LOVE them!! I ate three
I also have a new favorite airplane drink: a vodka cranberry, minus the vodka!
I ordered a club soda with a splash of cranberry. It was the perfect light flavor without all the icky sweetness of diet sodas.
I also nibbled on a few of Matt’s p-nuts
I just looked through all of my Africa photos, which are still on this computer. Amazing experience. Wish I could be drinking some fresh mango juice right now! Instead I am headed to the land of buffalo
Flight entertainment. I was Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz in second grade, so I owe it to my past self to read this book!
Landing was gorgeous, as expected.
Bocker found his great, great, great, great grandbear!
After getting our suitcase and rental car, Matt proclaimed there was a brewery just a mile or so away and we should go. What kind of wife would I be if I said no to that!?
Of course we had to try them all
But luckily there is a law here prohibiting serving more than 48 oz of beer to a person! [Sign in the middle]
A tasting flight later…
I liked the darks, he liked the lights!
Some hazing occurred…
But then they bonded over a t-shirt purchase
We arrived at our B&B. It’s funny that I’ve been thinking of this trip as a "business" trip for so long (and being scared of blizzards) that I forgot until this afternoon that it’s a mini romantic getaway too!
Evidence of snow!
Our charming room
It is a gorgeous warm day here…soooooo……
We went for a run!
I don’t want to hear any comments on "why do you waste your vacations going running" because there was nothing else that we would have rather done. It was gorgeous and we got to see the town of Bozeman by foot. Note I said town! It’s small! I thought for some reason it would be more of a small city, but it’s the most all-American movie western charming town. Cute houses at every step! My run was not glamorous – a clomped behind Matt slow as molasses – but I picked up speed by the end and it ended up great. We ran for about 50 minutes and ended up doing over 5 miles. I couldn’t believe it when I looked at my watch. It felt like 3 miles max.
I am blogging from a nice bathrobe (although the shower was a mere trickle of water and I don’t know how anyone would stay warm in the winter!). I gotta get dressed and then we’re headed to walk downtown to meet our friend Molly from Davidson for dinner!
Be back ta-night!