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My feet are still a bit stiff form all that walking. We didn't do as much walking as we did on our trip to Minneapolis last January, but it feels like it. I think what made this trip worse was that we were on our feet more, because of the Institute and the Museum. The Van Gogh show was the worst because of all the people, so you just kind of shuffle around, and you have to stay on your toes, so to speak, to keep from runing into people, or them into you.

My grandmother was flying from Madison, Wisconsin
to Denver, Colorado to visit her grand-niece. My
grandmother is the nicest woman in the world - polite,
intelligent, no smoking or drinking... the ultimate
devout Catholic. With all the tension surrounding air
travel, I can understand the desire to try to disallow
weapons on planes, but... she was detained by air
marshals for three hours because she had knitting
needles in her bag. Imagine! Three hours for
knitting needles! It turns out that the airline was
worried she was going to knit an Afghan.