Alexandria

Today I took a visit to Alexandria, which is an hour northwest of me on I-94.  Alexandria is a pretty town with lots of lakes, biking, some museums, theaters, and other activities.  I just went up for a few hours.  I was planning to rent a bike and go along the Central Lakes Trail, which looks perfect for me.  It is an old railroad track that has been paved and goes for 55 miles.  It's flat, it goes past lakes and farmland, it's smooth and wide. Sounded great. But when I got there the weather wasn't very nice.  It was a nice temperature, around 73 degrees, but it was very windy, and cloudy. So I will do the bike ride another time. Maybe in the fall, because apparently the fall colors are awesome.

But I still did some things.  First I went to the farmer's market. Then I stopped by the statue of Big Ole. Big Ole was built in 1965 for the World's Fair in New York. He is 28 feet tall. For his 50th birthday, the town of Alexandria is repairing and repainting him. Here are some fun historic pictures of Big Ole.

Across the street from Big Ole is the Runestone Museum.  This is sort of a crazy story, and the reason for viking mania in Alexandria (and I guess, all of Minnesota). In 1898, a farmer named Olof Ohman, in Kensington, Minnesota (near Alexandria) found this runestone in the roots of a tree he was removing from his land. Believers say Vikings left it here in 1362; unbelievers say it is a hoax.  The museum shows the scientific work that has gone into proving it is real, and it tells the sad story of what happened to the Ohmans after their discovery. Personally, I'm inclined to believe it is real, because I like to believe in interesting, magical things.  But the museum puts so much into proving it is real, that it makes it feel like they are trying too hard, and I kind of want to roll my eyes about it.  Here's what wikipedia has to say about it.

The controversial runestone

But the runestone is only part of the museum. Being a small town museum, they also have a diorama of (frequently poorly) taxidermied animals native to Minnesota, an exhibit of housewares, some Native American beadwork, some guns and uniforms from WWII, several pump organs, photos from main street in the 1800's, and other old knick-knacks.  In museums like this, I can't help buy think about the amateur presentation. For example, in the stuffed owls display there was description of a snowy owl, but there wasn't one on display. Lots of stuff is on display simply because someone donated it. Mannequins in bad wigs are inside displays, or more creepily, just sitting at an old desk when you walk into the room (I just kept walking past that one).  And then there are the flags.  As you can see from the picture below, there are five Scandinavian flags on display. In the label, only four of them are identified. (Can you identify the left-out flag??)

There was large painting in the runestone area that really captured my imagination. It is called The Last Goodbye? and is by a local artist, Myron Sahlberg, painted last year specifically for this museum. Here is a copy of it from the internet.  There was a whole book published about the creation of this painting, and I want to go back and get the book next time I'm there. I just thought it was a really captivating painting, and it was huge. 

The artist also made the frame, which isn't shown here but was beautiful and symbolic.

Outside the museum they have old prairie buildings from the area - a log cabin that instantly reminded me of the Ingalls' cabin in the Little House on the Prairie TV show; a post office and general store, a school, a church, and a stagecoach stop. Also a huge barn filled with farm equipment, carriages, and a big boat.  There was a cell phone audio tour, at each stop you could call in for the narration. It was pretty well done, but the first time I called in, I accidentally called the Norwegian language one. The only options are English and Norwegian.  Go Vikings!

Can you see the bed that Mary and Laura shared?? I can.

After the museum I walked along Lake Agnes, found a peaceful spot, and ate the lunch I brought. Then I drove up to City Park, and waded in my first Minnesota Lake!  It was cold! And wet! I only took like one step in, stood there for a bit, and stepped back out. I didn't see any fish. But it was exciting for me. I became a Viking for a Day.

Farmer's Market!

Every Friday afternoon there is a farmer's market in St. Joseph, the little town between my house and my school.  Also, on Wednesday afternoons there is a farmer's market in the small town my school is in, and on Saturday mornings there is one in St. Cloud.  Lots of farmer's markets! I went to the one in St. Joe yesterday, and it was great.

The weather was lovely, the drive is less than 5 minutes, and the parking! So much available parking! And there weren't crowds you had to wiggle through like at the Cherry Creek and Pearl Street farmer's markets in Denver. I just walked around, looked at all the stands, and bought stuff.  Also, there was a guy on a small stage singing, which I thought was great.

So much parking! It's a dream come true.

I didn't really need anything, so I bought basil, an ear of corn, a stalk of gladiolas, a honey almond croissant from the Collegeville Artisan Bakery, and a pack of naan made that morning.

In my teacher training the last few days, I asked about the Cold Spring Bakery, which is a big deal in Cold Spring. People here have strong opinions about their baked goods, however.  One guys swears by the bread from the Collegeville Artisan Bakery, so I will probably buy a loaf of something next week.  Another girl says there is a bakery in St. Cloud that is even better.  So many baked things to try, so little time. The farmer's markets won't last forever.  Though the one in St. Cloud goes through October, apparently.

Moving again!

I've gotten a job and I've moved again!  I have a job teaching ESL at the 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade levels at Cold Spring Elementary, in Cold Spring, Minnesota.  I moved to St. Cloud this weekend, which is about 20 minutes from Cold Spring, and is bigger, so there is more to do, and more housing and shopping opportunities.  Brian and I drove the UHaul from Denver and had a fun roadtrip on the way.

On Thursday we drove through Ogallala, Nebraska, and stopped at the Petrified Wood Gallery. Without pictures to show, it's impossible to describe the very very cool artwork these two 80-year-old twin guys create from petrified wood and other rocks and minerals.  And it was free! We really enjoyed the gallery.

We drove north through Nebraska, and saw some beautiful country. Rolling hills, empty highway. I could imagine being a pioneer traveling through an endless territory devoid of people.  We got to South Dakota in late afternoon, and hit Mitchell around 7pm.  After checking into a hotel, we headed directly to the Corn Palace.

The world's only!!

I have wanted to see the Corn Palace since I was in middle school and had a friend that would visit almost every year and tell me about it.  Let me tell you, it did not disappoint.  The outside is redecorated every year in late August (so we saw it at the very end of its life).  The brick building stays put, but the murals are changed each year, according to a new theme.  12 different colors of native corn are used, as well as native grasses and straw.  We went inside, because it is free!  There was lots of interesting history told via posters on the wall, and we watched a video about the corn palace as well.  Turns out, the first corn palace was in Sioux City, Iowa, but a huge flood wiped out most of the businesses, so they couldn't afford to build it one year. That was the year Mitchell swooped in on the idea and built their own corn palace. They also did this because the town next to theirs, Plankinton, had a grain palace that was attracting lots of visitors.  But have you ever heard of the Plankinton Grain Palace? No, you have not.  The businesspeople of Mitchell knew how to hype up a building made of grain.  The corn palace has been redecorated every year since then, with the exception of a few years in WWII because corn was needed for the war effort.  Inside is a big auditorium that is used for high school basketball games, local theater, pageants, and other events.  The auditorium is decorated with murals depicting South Dakota scenes, totally made out of corn.  These murals are permanent and get new corn every 10 years-ish. We loved the corn palace!

People, these murals are MADE OF CORN!

It says 'Minnesota Welcomes You'. The light was behind it, it's impossible to read.

The next day we drove to Minnesota!  We stopped for pastries at this famous cafe in Pipestone, then carried on to St. Cloud.  I got the keys to my apartment, and we crashed at the hotel. Have you ever seen the show Tiny House, Big Living? Neither had we, but we watched 3 episodes in a row, and highly enjoyed it. Mom and dad got in about 9pm (they flew in after work). 

A place for everything in the trailer

Saturday was moving day.  I hired a local college guy to help us unload, and he and Brian were amazing at getting all my stuff up to my 3rd floor apartment.  Dad and I built my bed, and mom helped unpack and return the UHaul.  In the evening, we went to Clemens gardens, a beautiful city garden in St. Cloud on the Mississippi river.  We even saw my friends Troy and Jenean there!  It was a great evening, warm, peaceful, very nice.

Clemens Gardens

Sunday we drove out to Cold Spring to check out my school and the town.  We stopped by the St. Boniface parish festival and had some cheese curds, and walked around the town.  Brian and Dad went over to St. John's University to sightsee, and Mom and I went grocery shopping.  Unpacked a bit more, built some more furniture, and said our goodbyes! Brian was so so helpful during this move, I could not have done it without him!!

Work hard, nap hard

Tomorrow I head to my first day of new staff training.  I'm excited! Everything feels great about this next big adventure!!

Summer Adventures

Well, the summer has flown by, as always.  After graduation in May, I came back to Denver for the summer. I thought about getting a job for the summer, and I applied for a few things, but I didn't try too hard.  In the end, I had lots to do, but very little of it involved making money.  It was a great summer.  I went to my Spanish conversation class, I went to knitting group and book club.  I spent some time at La Foret with my parents during Community Camp.  I took a trip to Minnesota to see my friends Ellory and Ben, check out the school I will be working at, and look for an apartment. I went to free and cheap events in Denver. I babysit a bit. And I taught an adult ESL class twice a week. All of these things were fun and great and wonderful.  I had a very fun summer.

Paul and Sarah came for a visit, and Chris was home from the Army. We all went to a free pops concert at Southmoor park. It was lovely!

With the ladies in my ESL class (and their kids).

Dad and I tackled this cinnamon roll as big as a plate in a cafe in Ault, Colorado. Afterwards we checked out their antique car show and harvest day festival parade.

After Ault, dad and I visited Pawnee National Grasslands. It is wide open, empty countryside. We saw pronghorn, hawks, a heron, lots of little songbirds, cows, and lots of bugs. And iconic windmills.