Airport hopping with MoD

Do Not. I repeat. Do Not. Bring your firearms into this airport.

Damnit! Where am I gunna put me bloomin’ gun.

MSP – Minneapolis St. Paul Airport, hands down, wins ‘The best Bathrooms in an Airport I have ever had the Pleasure of Using’ Award.  Hands down. Thats two hands down. That’s how strongly I feel about that.

Toilet cubicles are HUGE! Marble basins, sanitiser, great big mirrors (which frankly terrified me). It was all happening in the bathrooms at MSP.

Double bonus, Terminal 1 is like a shopping mall. And they have cute furry things. Like dogs.

and just in case you need it, the toilets double as severe weather shelters…..

I am sort of trying to understand how a dog does an airplane. We have seen them embark but haven’t been able to sneak peek how they sit, where they sit, and how they umm… toilet. My youngest son had a person beside him with a dawg on an American flight last time he was here. I should have grilled him more about that.

Moving on.

Triple bonus, we get to guest star at the United Airline Lounge.

So calm here compared to out in the airport mall
Look! Vegetables and grains with added bonus of hops, one might say essential oils

But as you will note from the above photos, we were practising restraint. Before we had 3 hours in the Houston United Lounge.

Which we are currently in. We haven’t been as restrained here, truth be told. After all it is 8pm and we are starvin marvin! We desperately need sustenance for the next leg of our journey, a 15 hour flight, which incidentally is longer this way than the way over. Not happy Jan. (Lori that’s an Australianism).

MoD headed off to the bar to get a Bacardi and coke. Apparently he needed his wallet for that. But not for a plain rum and coke. I think you can guess which one was chosen.

We look forward to two more meals on this next flight. Then 2 hours in the Koru Club in Auckland. With another breakfast. To be fair, at 5am, there probably won’t be any alcohol. Although I can’t guarantee that. But I am pretty sure there will be breakfast. There isn’t anything quite like the Koru Club for food. It needs to be experienced to be believed. Oh, well maybe the Qantas Club.

Anyway, I have a wedding dress fitting next week.

I am definitely going to have to move that appointment out.

Gotta go, the bar is closing here in the Houston United Lounge.

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