Roy and I were left to our own devices for most of the fourth day of our trip, as Wade had to work that day. We decided to go to the famed Mall of America. Wade was nice enough to write out explicit instructions for catching the correct bus to get to the mall, since we are (correction: were) bus-tarded.
But before we left, I took this picture of Wade's apartment. I like it. I think it captures the energy of his bachelor pad well.
I expected a lot more from the Mall of America than it turned out to be. Basically it's this massive four-story mall with a theme park in the middle of it. Sure, the theme park was cool, but we weren't prepared to ride any rides. (I had my obnoxiously bulky camera with me, and plus I get awful vertigo.) We decided to walk around, but soon I got bored. Bored! At a four-story mall. Imagine that.
I also decided I really wanted shrimp, so we went to Bubba Gump. I was kind of disappointed in our food, but at least my drink was good.
Overall, there wasn't much for us at the mall. Despite all its bells and whistles, it was still just a mall. I found this hilarious, though, considering the horrific nature of the shoes.
And this was cool.
We caught the bus like a couple of old pros and went back to Wade's place. We settled down to watch Borat, and soon Wade came home from work. That evening he decided to take us (fellow nerds) out to some of Minneapolis' independent bookstores.
I found a half-off copy of this book, which I have been drooling over for years now but could never justify spending $30 on. So I bought it and was happy.
Afterwards, Wade took us to a local dive bar called CC Club, where we had cheese curds (awesome) and copious amounts of alcohol (well, for me, anyway). We sat in a booth for two or three hours and just laughed and talked.
Another Minneapolis night came to an end as we found our way back to Wade's place and fell asleep on the sofa bed.