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M.O.A. vs W.E.M.

I was in Minneapolis/St. Paul two or three years ago for a business conference. Room and board paid for by the company.

Well, Friday morning we loaded up, expecting an over-length, over-width, over-height load - requiring numerous permits, night-time driving restrictions and hassles. Well, once again the company screwed up - but this time in our favor! No oversized load = night driving allowed = we've got a day to kill.

Great! We'll go back home for a night! "No, you can't come home for the night. You have to leave now, because I'm a cheap jackass". Well, that's cool, we'll go through Winnipeg and visit relatives [turns out both my partner and I have relatives in Winnipeg]. "No, you can't because the customer is an inflexible jackass." Man! Now what are we going to do? How about that Mall of America thing? (see I have to list the hassles first, lest it seem my adventures come without headaches)

So now I've stayed in St. Paul a second time... and the weather still sucks! It's sooo humid there and rather hot. But at least there's the Mall of America. This is a big mall which many Americans believe is the biggest in the world. They are wrong.

Don't get me wrong, we had loads of fun there... My partner had brought his daughter along for the trip and we had a blast wandering around the mall. But I just feel the need to... correct... some misperceptions about the true grandeur of this mall. I mean, hey, Canadians got their pride too.

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