My knowledge of geography, especially US geography, is pathetic. My sense of
cardinal direction can be similarly described, (although I have done well with Portland’s nicely aligned grid structure). Thus I had no idea that the Mississippi River cut through Minnesota. I’ve seen the Mississippi before, as we often used to fly through St. Louis, TWA’s hub. Thus I strapped Oz in the Ergo and we headed for the river, just about a mile away from our apartment downtown. They call these waterfalls, this one is St. Anthony’s Falls. I don’t mean to scoff at their
waterfalls, but ...