Last weekend, Dakota and I traveled to Minnesota for the weekend. It was our first road trip and it was full of emotions (both good and bad).
We arrived late Friday, so we didn't get to explore the city until Saturday.
We found this little hole in the wall breakfast place on the campus. The line was out the door, and it took us 2 hours to get through the line, be served, and eat breakfast, but it was so worth it.
The campus was packed because of a football game and there were no places to park. We eventually found a parking lot and parked. 2 hours after our breakfast, we came back to the parking lot to find our car gone. Apparently if you aren't a customer of Pizza Hut or Subway, you get towed....The cab that came to get us told us that he picked up at least 5 people earlier that morning and we watched another person get towed. Also, these companies make money for every car the call in. Needless to say, we won't be eating at those places any more.
$250 later, we got our car back and headed to the Sculpture Garden for my friend's wedding. We got there a little early so we walked around and took a few photos to pass time.
I have been friends with Jenna since we were in first grade. We kept in touch ever since I moved away 16 years ago. And this past weekend, she got married and asked me to take a few photos of her special day. I am so incredibly happy for her and I'm glad I can still call her a friend, after all these years.
^^ There was a Photo Booth at the wedding and Dakota would only take a photo with me if there was a mask. There was so I won and he had to take a photo :)
Since there was a little hiccup in our plans, we spent part of Sunday doing more exploring. I took Dakota to Minnehaha Falls and we spent about an hour there walking around and taking in the beautiful morning.
^^ The other emotional part of the trip was that on Saturday night I had one of my nightmare episodes (they are always about dad passing away). Dakota has never experienced those before, but has heard of them. He handled it with grace and took care of me until the sobbing and shaking stopped. These episodes always leave me a little bruised the next few days and he just took care of me. I am so thankful for that and for him.
The rest of Sunday was spent showing Dakota the house I spent my first 9 years in, the school I went to, the playground I grew up at. It's the first time I really got to show him my past (older than my last 2 high school years and college years) and it was such a fun experience.