A few months ago I won a "Teacher appreciation" prize through a drawing at my Credit Union. This weekend we got to experience the Wonderful (and a tad bit weird) W Hotel in Downtown Minneapolis. We arrived and experienced Valet parking which neither of us had ever done at a hotel, we had dinner, and walked around downtown, and to the Stone Arch Bridge to see the sunset, and the bats and one fortunate raccoon. Then back to the hotel for a fantastic sleep.
Saturday morning we had breakfast at Key's and stopped at home to relieve mom & dad. It sounds like all had a good time. They were brave and took them all to Ikea and the farmer's market. Thank you so so so so much Mom & dad!
Later Pat & Donna arrived To take over for night number two.
A stay at the W Foshay, includes admission to the observation deck, and Museum. How cool!
We spied on the ushers before the game.
Seriously, we saw the roof of our house through the telescope!


I can only imagine the view back in the day, when there were no obstructions.

The museum was really interesting, I had no idea Foshay was jailed for mail fraud after the stock market crash. Things awlyas come to light when the market goes south. It was so weird, that when we got back to our room and turned on the TV, "The Lost Twin Cities III" was on, and they were talking about the Foshay.
Then it was off to Target Field!
The view from our seats.
I told FP that I wanted to learn to use a scorecard. It is a little addictive to someone who loves to track stats like me. This may be a habit.

After the White Sox won, we went down to their dugout to see if we could chat with anyone. A player popped his head up and tossed FP a ball! How cool.
We walked back to the hotel and took advantage of our 2 free drinks (about the only way we could afford to drink there), and gawk and the interesting pairs seated all over the bar.
we learned from another couple that the players were staying at the hotel. So we nursed our drinks a little hoping to glimpse a player, or announcer, but no luck.
In the morning we tried to go to one of our favorite Sunday breakfast spots, but apparently it'd been so long, they no longer do that :(
Back to the hotel, where I convinced FP to wait on the autograph hound's line to see if he could get that ball signed. I had a yummy breakfast at Key's -Sadly no autographs. Finally it was time to head home, but we convinced Pat to come with us to take the kids up to see the observation deck before we checked out.
Holy Moly, if Pat wants a Nanny job, she would be hired on the spot. She gushed about our kids, got them to clean up (the house looked way better than we'd left it), and was playing Old Maid with the bigger ones when we arrived. Thanks a million and ten Pat.














