Bohemian Flats

It was a ridiculously beautiful summer day in Minneapolis today. I took a lunchtime walk down to Bohemian Park Flats. It was a shantytown on the river's edge until the 1920s or so. The paddleboat steaming down the Mighty Mississippi had me wishing I could play the banjo, float down the river on a raft, or smoke a Twainesque cigar--preferably all three. I had to get back to work though, so perhaps another day. . .