Travel thread

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[lennytheweedwhacker]

I was talking to my neighbor at my old house today and he expressed an affinity for Taiwan and Singapore, though he was only on work travel there.

what kind of work?

I don't know he works for the Government it's a secret.

I think he's just an engineer. He travels a lot though.

Probably microchip stuff.

Can you hack into the mainframe with those?

[Jorge]

I was talking to my neighbor at my old house today and he expressed an affinity for Taiwan and Singapore, though he was only on work travel there.

what kind of work?

Sex tourism

[dad]

I was talking to my neighbor at my old house today and he expressed an affinity for Taiwan and Singapore, though he was only on work travel there.

what kind of work?

Sex tourism

Maybe he likes getting caned.

[96583UP]

USD getting strong against the Euro again

almost at 1-to-1

good time for yankees to make trips to the land of better food

[Dev]

white people traveling tends to be one of the gayest things.

oh wouldn't it be nice to visit ___ in the most impersonal and corporate white way possible?

[spike]

What, everyone’s supposed to join the Peace Corps?

[lennytheweedwhacker]

Can't only white people join the Peace Corps?

[Buck Chunt]

Can't only white people join the Peace Corps?

WOODnT U know All AbouT em whiTes !!

[Buck Chunt]

I’m going to St Paul soon let’s hang out Bammer

[Bammer]

I will see you there for sure, Buck Chunt

[Bammer]

OMG you mods fucking suck so bad. I hate you.

Trying this again. Spike with what looks like a solid sandwich recommendation. Strat with some bars to go to (buy I got my kids with me, player). I'd love some more local can't miss food (and beer) recs.

In addition to the baseball games here is some shiz I've got on my radar.

MPLS/STPAUL
Como Zoo & Conservatory
Minnehaha Park / Falls
Mall of America (Nickelodeon Universe, SEA LIFE Aquarium)

MILWAUKEE
Mitchell Park Conservatory (The Domes)
Milwaukee Public Museum
Dinosaur Discovery Museum

CHICAGO (please don't be freezing outside)
Lincoln Park Zoo
Millenium Park
Navy Pier
City bus tour
Chicago Sports Museum
Maggie Daley Park
Grant Park
Ricobene's breaded steak sammich
Skydeck at Willis Tower
Riverwalk
Buckingham Fountain

[spike]

If it’s cold in Chicago, the Field Museum and Museum of Science and Industry are both great. Also the Shedd Aquarium.

And stop at the Mars Cheese Castle between Milwaukee and Chicago to break up the drive.

[spike]

Make sure to take the boys for some frozen custard in Milwaukee. A visit isn’t complete without it: https://www.seriouseats.com/where-to-ge ... -wisconsin

PS - Kopp’s has awesome burgers, onion rings, food in general.

[Bammer]

Current plan is to fly to MPLS, take Amtrak from there to MKE and again from MKE to CHI and then fly home from CHI.

And not rent a car. I think there’s enough with shuttles and obvi ubers, it could make the trip a little more unique for the kids riding buses and trains and such.

[spike]

Ah yeah, forgot no car. Amtrak between MKE and CHI is the way to go anyway, especially since the Kennedy will probably still by under construction.

Stay in River North instead of The Loop if you can. More going on in walking distance.

[Bammer]

Debate here about how stupid the mods are and why they keep merging everything into one thread and won’t create a subforum … but we have hundreds of star wars threads.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Bammer]

Bump for travel subforum reassignment

[Bammer]

Bump for travel subforum reassignment