Amy Sue's Travelogue: Mystery Tour 2022 Day 1

Mystery Tour Day 1. From Brainerd to Fargo, ND where we made our first stop at the West Fargo Visitor’s Center. Took pictures of the colorful buffalo and side walk hall of fame, Chuck Yeager’s handprints. Go Air Force!

Then north to Cooperstown, ND, where we ate at a Pizza Ranch, then toured a Cold War era missile site. Then west to Minot. Why not! We ate at a shiny diner named Krolls. German food was their specialty. I had cabbage rolls and a German noodle soup with a chocolate malt for dessert. I am way too full.

One thought to end day one.

Mindfulness is when you deliberately switch on your senses. You choose to see the evolution of the lilac bloom, how the haze of faint buds in the morning east, burst into voluptuous shades of purple as we approached Minot to the west. Mindfulness hears the hum of many conversations between friends who haven’t seen each other since the last trip they took together. PTS Tours is more than a travel business, it is a community of longstanding travel friends. I loved the low pitched rumble of happiness around me all day.

Groups have a collective fragrance. Ours wafted the aroma of adventure after a long drought. I smelled the color green. Yes, I smell color. Today's green mixed the light fragrance of a curbside lemonade stand on new-mown grass with the deep-toned musk of carmax lip balm. A newfound green for me.

I could have sat alone on the bus because I am traveling single. But I didn’t. I asked a lady if I could share her seat. An hour east of Minot, I realized my scent had changed. I matched the group. Green always makes me happy. Today more so than ever.

Can’t wait for tomorrow!

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