I’ve had the sort of vacations from which I just wanted to escape. When it came time to go home, I drove as fast as I could, stopping as infrequently as possible, just to get it over with. This wasn’t one of those. We took our time and squeezed out every last drop of fun we could find.
On Monday afternoon, we stopped at Mall of America in Bloomington, Minnesota. This mall has more vendors than any other mall in the United States and is the most visited mall in the world. That may be, but even though we were there on Labor Day, I parked within 50 yards of a door, and it didn’t seem very crowded.
We stayed for about two hours, bought ourselves a couple Jamba Juices (my first) and a couple cookies and a few other things — just to celebrate our visit to the Mecca of materialism — and wandered probably about a tenth of the total area.
The mall includes an amusement park, a miniature golf course, an aquarium and who knows what all. We looked at, but didn’t pay to visit, any of these features.
It was late afternoon when we left. We made it as far as Black River Falls, Wisconsin and spent the night in a Comfort Suites (which was very nice and half the price of the Hampton Inn). In the morning, we skipped the complementary breakfast and drove to Wisconsin Dells for breakfast at Paul Bunyan’s Cook Shanty so Sal could get her favorite doughnuts.
And that was it. We couldn’t stretch the trip out any longer. We had to go to work the next day.