<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1" ?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>washingtonpost.com - Minnesota</title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/travel/archive/unitedstates/mn?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><description>Minnesota</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>15</ttl><image><title>washingtonpost.com</title><width>140</width><height>20</height><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com</link><url>http://media.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/hp/image/wp_web.gif</url></image><item><title><![CDATA[In the Twin Cities, Double the Art]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A56448-2005Apr15.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A56448-2005Apr15.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[    WHAT:  "Quartet: Johns, Kelly, Mitchell, Motherwell" and "Quartet: Barney, Gober, Levine, Walker," parallel exhibits at the Walker Art Center in Minneapolis.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[In Minnesota, a Little Touch of Venice]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A37028-2004Apr23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A37028-2004Apr23.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[ No one will ever confuse Stillwater, Minn., with Venice.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[One  Superior Drive]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A31322-2003Sep5.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A31322-2003Sep5.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[In many ways Lake Superior doesn't seem like Minnesota. It's not only the absence of Guernseys and grain elevators on its shore; there is a different "feel" -- of New England, perhaps, or Finnish fishing villages.]]></description><author> Jerry V. Haines</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Vacation by Pushpin]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9721-2003Jul4.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A9721-2003Jul4.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[I clutched the pushpin in my hand as my children spun me around, blindfolded, in front of the map. Decision time had come: We were really doing it, following through on my middle-of-the-night idea to take our family vacation wherever the pin pierced the large map of the United States that hangs on our basement wall.]]></description><author> Patricia Weil Coates</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[In Minnesota, Kurdish Delights]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A47045-2002Oct18.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A47045-2002Oct18.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[A faded photo hanging by the entrance of Babani's -- billed as the first Kurdish restaurant in the United States -- serves as a stark reminder that not everyone can taste the American dream. A young Kurdish woman, a budding beauty with long black tresses, poses semi-nude on a settee. She clutches white fabric to her front to modestly show the scars that zig-zag across her lower back. According to Babani's co-owner Tanya Fuad, whose friend snapped the shot in northern Iraq in 1994, the wounded woman is the daughter of a prominent Kurdish peace activist, who was seriously injured after participating in a protest against factional violence: A would-be murderer flung a hand grenade into the courtyard of her family's home.]]></description><author></author></item><item><title><![CDATA[In Minnesota, a   Cold Lang Syne]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A35272-2001Dec28.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A35272-2001Dec28.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[I was dubious the first time my husband, a native Northern Minnesotan, persuaded me to cross-country ski across a frozen lake in Ely, Minn., on New Year's Eve. The thermometer read 30 below. Never mind wind chill.]]></description><author> Pamela Gerhardt</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Companion  On the Prairie]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A58777-2001Jul13.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A58777-2001Jul13.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[It was a quiet week in St. Paul.]]></description><author> Cindy Loose</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Superior Trail]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A1491-2000Sep2.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A1491-2000Sep2.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[On the first of our three days along Minnesota's Superior Hiking Trail, my wife and I had yet to see another human being after several hours on the footpath. A set of fresh footprints in the intermittent gobs of mud was the only proof that someone else had been there. Our only encounter was with a shrieking ruffed grouse who rose out of some bushes, protecting her young.]]></description><author> Cliff Terry</author></item><item><title><![CDATA[Uffdah. Uffdah?]]></title><link>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A14589-2000Jun18.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/articles/A14589-2000Jun18.html?nav=rss_travel/archive/unitedstates/mn</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Apr 2005 21:30:06 GMT</pubDate><description><![CDATA[Just when you think you have Minnesota figured out, it slips away from you--like a sunfish flipping out of your rowboat. To kids my age growing up there, the state could pretty well be summarized as taciturn Lutheran elders and Spam casserole. To the nation at large, we were known mostly for cold weather and were indistinguishable from Iowa and the Dakotas, except that we had Hubert Humphrey, who, truth be told, embarrassed us because he was just so . . . chatty.]]></description><author> Jerry V. Haines</author></item></channel></rss>