softball is fun

Yesterday I was part of a typical Midwest postcard. Those images you seen in the movies of the guys playing softball - lots of adrenaline and testosterone - and the parents watching the game and grilling sausages for hot dogs for after the game. I had 6 cans of Bud and got home at 10.

I spent the whole time thinking that Filipe would have loved it.
Filipe, I recommend that if you get fed up of Barcelona (I'm sure you are by now) you come to Minnesota to live. You can go fishing, do snow sports, play softball, and hang out with the guys. aw'right.

It's exploring-Minneapolis-nightlife night for me tonight. Wish me luck.
Tomorrow I'm flying back to London at 7pm to arrive in London next day at 9am. That's another journey I'm looking forward. Hopefully this time the movie will be Sandra-Bullock-free.