The Nickleodeon amusement park inside the MOA |
Blue (of Blue's Clues and I) striking a pose |
My favorite sculpture |
That evening, feeling somewhat isolated from being on the road alone and chronically staying in hostels I walked in the direction of the highest rated bar on yelp.com. On arrival, I was pleasantly surprised that the bar was hosting bingo night and I picked up a board before finding the only remaining seat at the end of the bar. After ordering a beer with the bartender, I started chatting with the person sitting in the next bar stool over. They didn't seem too interested in conversation, so I kept to myself and watched the NBA finals game on the big screen. However, 10 minutes later, without warning the girl I had been talking to previously, turned to me and asked my name. Caught off guard, I awkwardly blurted out JP. Suddenly, four seats down another girl hopped off her stool and came bounding over with her arms open. After a few seconds, I recognized her as Kinsley, one of my fellow 2006 Exeter classmates. She happened to be in Minneapolis from St. Louis for a couple of days visiting friends after completing her two year Teach for America stint. We talked for over three hours reminiscing about our individual Exeter experiences and before we knew it, the clock showed 2 AM and we had to leave as the bar was closing. Kinsley and I parted ways that night and I walked home feeling refreshed and optimistic about the rest of my trip.
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