First Things First
That's not exactly how it went. First, we had a super delicious sandwich at Amazing Grace Bakery and Cafe, checked into our hotel (which is delightfully motel-y), and walked pretty much the length of downtown Duluth- ending up. of course, at ice cream.
This Portland Malt Shoppe, pictured below (btw, all photos, except where noted, were taken by my husband today), takes at least a pint of whatever flavor ice cream you choose and stirs it up with malt and whatever flavor you choose, and calls it a "malt". This is a little bit insane.
Vague Duluth Memory
The one thing, that for some reason, I remember with pointless, excessive clarity, is the Family Sauna. We didn't even go in. Not last time, not now.
As we walked past it today, I started talking about what we saw in the window last time and how they had those brushes outside the front door to scrape the snow off your boots before entering...
Well. I guess Duluth was memorable after all.
Dinner at the Lift Bridge
It was lovely.
5 ate many grapes and stole a handful of my egg roll.
A boat came through, the bridge went up.
A good time was had by all.